“You don’t sound like your name is Ana.”

My husband and I have pretty tricky names. Tricky for others to pronounce and even trickier when people try to spell them. We are really spoiled with delicious takeout options  in the area where we live and will oftentimes order in on the weekends. I’m usually the one to place the orders via the phone because I have dietary restrictions (low carb diet). When placing the orders I always tell the person on the phone my name is Ana just to avoid any confusion and it works like a charm. This morning was different. I was up pretty early feeding my niece and my ever so thoughtful husband asked if I wanted some breakfast takeout. We usually never order out for breakfast but today was different. We were too tired to cook. He dials the number to our favorite breakfast spot that’s about two minutes away from home. He places our order and at the end the person on the other line asks him; “what name should I put this order under?” He replies without thinking; “Ana...” We hear a long pause until a few seconds later the woman responds with; “You don’t sound like an Ana... but ok. Be here in ten minutes.”  We both started laughing immediately after he hung up the phone and then he went on his way to pick up our food. The convo during breakfast was trying to decide what name he will start using when he places the orders so that it’s believeable. 

For those of you wondering: I had veggie omelette with Jalapeños and my husband had eggs with hash browns and a side of pancakes. -just in case :)