I think when something happens one time, it's a mistake. When it happens again, it's a coincidence, and when it happens enough that you notice it, it becomes your reality.
For some reason, I must slur my words, because alot of people think I answer "Tiffany" when that is not my name. Sometimes I just roll with it. I went to a professional development one time, I introduced myself, and the facilitator said "Welcome, Tiffany". I just decided to be Tiffany for that workshop.
Friday, I go to get an id made. I didn't have my old id to turn in, but the man in charge of the photo machine said to just mail him the old id, took my picture, made my id, and gave it to me. I said than you and left. When I was outside of the building, I looked at my brand new id. Once again, my name had changed, but because it was a typo, instead of my name being Tiffany, I was bumped up to sainthood and became St Hanie, or I changed cultures and became Sthanie. I decided not to go back inside and have it changed, the man who made it took enormous pride in the fact that he could by-pass some red tape and process my request. I also decided I liked it. It was different and I like different. So I'm keeping it.
That night, I went to a comedy club with Lynn. Here is where it gets a bit strange. I showed her the id and we laughed. I told her about "Tiffany". The last comic that came on decided that he was going to make fun of my speech. Everytime he asked me a question and I replied, he made fun of the way I talked. After about the 3rd time, the next time he asked me a question, I refused to speak. He kept asking me things, and kept not verbally talking (I did answer by shaking my head or shrugging my shoulders. Finally he said, "You're not going to speak are you?" and I shook my head no.
At that point, I felt like I was a contestant on "Make Me Laugh". I would have won lots of money also, because there is no way I was going to laugh at anything he did or said. I think I even yawned a few times. Poor comic.
