“Ever since you started talking, people have been mispronouncing your name.”
There’s more to the results but that was the first line and it’s so funny and so true.
I remember the first day of school when the teacher would take attendance. I always knew she’d gotten to my name when there was a long pause. And, this still happens. When I have to put my name on a waitlist at a restaurant, meet someone new, give my name at the Starbucks counter for my drink order, etc. I’m not whining it’s just something that really does happen to me all the time.
Anyway, in book news I started Death of an Englishman by Magdalen Nabb which is one of the books of my From The Stacks reading challenge. This mystery introduces Marshal Salvatore Guarnaccia, a Sicilian stationed in Florence.
I typically don’t read two mysteries at once for fear I’ll start mixing up the crimes or something but right now I’ve in the middle of three. All quite different though so I don’t think I’ll be mixing up any of the clues. I hope.