Really Now?

The Name of The Day Is: ALBREEM

Today I went to my morning Starbucks. There has been a new girl at the counter for about a week now. There is a 50/50 chance that she get my name right. It's been a week and I'm really starting to feel that she might have gotten it by now. The line is short and the drink comes out quickly.

"Gingerbread latte!" My fiance runs to the counter. The barista puts the next cup up. He looks confused. He starts to speak. "All (choke) All" He quickly gives up and shouts my order. I think at one point he tried to spit out the scribbling on the side. He muddled under his breath, as he hands me my drink, "Did I say that right?" I turn the cup, and with assurance let him know that isn't even my name.