May 26, 2019
For some reason every time someone asks for my name for an order, no matter if I spell it or not, it’s never correct. (I don’t think my mother knew what she was doing to me when she gave me such a crazy unique name.) This seems to be the closest they could come. Every time it’s written on my cup, I can hear Meryl Streep’s character “Miranda” in “The Devil Wears Prada” calling for “Emilie.” I really don’t mind all the miss names…just don’t call me late to dinner.


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