Thursday, January 17, 2008
Just call me Maria
A fairly familiar introduction scene:
"Hello, my name is Breanne."
(some attempt at my name here)
"No, B-r-e-a-n-n-e" (said slowly)
"Oh! Bree, okay."
You might be as surprised as I am every time I get this. I still am not quite sure how people somehow get Maria from my name, but they do. The first time I noticed it was after my face broke. I figured that since I had a hard time saying b's and p's that my mouth must have looked like I said Maria. But the other day, I was on the phone and this same scenario happened. I am not quite sure how it works again and again, I am just thankful that the one syllable Bree is so much easier for people to understand.
But, if I am really lucky, then I also get this last phrase,
"Bree, like the cheese."
"Yeah, like the cheese."
It is one of those moments when some connection strikes you and you feel the need to share it, although you can bet the connection has been made hundreds of times by other people. Yet, you still share it anyway. I can't decide which is more humorous: Maria or the cheese.
Posted by Breanne Grover at 11:06 AM