Andrea with an "E"?
So, the hostess at the restaurant says it'll be about 15 minutes for a table. I say that that's fine, so I give her my name to put on the waiting list. I say it once: "Andrea" and am met with this look of total confusion. So I say it again, with a little more emphasis: "Ann-dree-uh." After a moment's pause (like she was just trying as hard as she could to figure out what I could possibly be saying), she says, "I'm sorry. You're going to have to spell that." I have never experienced such difficulty with my name before....
So, then, to see how far we were down the list, I looked at the paper...and saw that she had written "Endrea." What?! My friends and I had a good chuckle over this, thinking, "Who's never heard of the name 'Andrea'? And Endrea? Right, like that's a name."
Well, then this morning (and I am not making this up) my friend (who was there for this humorous interchange and who works at the same organization as me, doing recruiting) was making some phone calls, and one of the people she talks to is named (you won't even believe it, but it's true!)...you guess it: Endrea.
I tell ya, California just gets crazier every day. : )
this is one of those "truth is stranger than fiction" stories. unbelievable...
Posted by: k | November 13, 2007 at 08:43 PM
That is so CRAZY. I can't believe it.
Posted by: Peffins | November 13, 2007 at 10:30 PM
i feel like you have to really jut your bottom jaw out to say "endrea." eeeeendrea. p.s. sorry i've been so insanely busy. i just can't wait for the quarter to be over.
Posted by: Daphne | November 14, 2007 at 10:46 AM
endrea, it's got a different ring to it...funny california.
Posted by: Stout | November 14, 2007 at 08:27 PM
Have you ever seen the Simpsons episode about Itchy and Scratchy land? ...here's the clip that comes to mind...
Lisa and Bart in the gift shop...
Bart: Look at all this great stuff, Lis! [finds vanity license plate rack] Cool...personalized plates! Barclay" ... "Barry" ... "Bert" ... "Bort"? Aw, come on. "Bort"?
Child: Mommy, mommy! Buy me a license plate.
Mother: No. Come along, Bort.
Man: Are you talking to me?
Mother: No, my son is also named Bort.
Later on in the episode you hear over the loudspeaker or someone's walkie talkie...
Man: We need more "Bort" license plates in the gift shop. I repeat, we are sold out of "Bort" license plates.
:)
I'm cracking up remembering it. That's one of my favorite episodes. I quote a line from the first part of it all the time. If you haven't seen it, you should definitely check it out. :)
Glad to hear things are going well down in Pasadena. :)
Posted by: David | November 16, 2007 at 10:59 AM
Also, since my last comment wasn't long enough, have you finished The Kite Runner? You said you would let us know how it was... just curious. I've been thinking of picking it up.
Posted by: David | November 16, 2007 at 02:05 PM