The (legal) name game
Comments (3) Tonight I went out with some coworkers after the high school show opened. (I think could actually qualify them as ‘friends,’ which is nice. The show opening also went really well, barring one head injury of a cast member, which is also nice. I think the injured cast member will be fine…fingers crossed.)
At the bar, we were asked for our IDs, which was all well and good, but when I handed mine to our waitress she sort of did a double take at it, paused, and looked up. She asked, “J?” As in, “You don’t look like a J…”
A lot of incomplete thoughts flashed across my mind in the brief moment before I said, “Mmhm.” After which she sort of shrugged, and everything was fine, but I’m trying to figure out how I feel about it, going to bed a few hours later.
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