365, Purple Lady

I went to Starbucks this morning and got a bagel, and they asked for my name (I guess too many people had been picking up the wrong pastries). When ordering food I am normally prepared for this question and have another name chosen and at the ready- always something simple and easy to spell, but I wasn't expecting it at the Bucks. So anyway, the cashier asked for my name, and I said "Cecily". She asked me to repeat it (as expected), and I did. When she relayed the order to the man pulling pastries, it wasn't even a close attempt at my name. It was more of a mumble that started with an S. The pastry man looked at me for clarification and knowing this was going to be a problem, I told him to make up a name... "Amy or Sarah or something easy," I suggested. He paused and said, "Ok, Purple Lady!" Sure, why not, I thought. Its cool, its different, its colorful, and most importantly, much easier to spell than Cecily. I wondered where they had come up with that name but didn't think much about it. I got my bagel and left. As I was walking back into my office I looked down and realized I was wearing a purple sweater. Duh.

Needless to say, it was a long day and I am SO glad its a long weekend! And I can sleep in tomorrow!