Not just as part of my job. My job doesn’t use them, I won’t offer you fries with that. I really do think I should wear a name tag everyday. When I leave the house, just like grabbing my keys, I should grab my name tag. A name tag would make my life so much easier. It totally would.
Seriously.
When I go to the dry cleaner, I stand there and spell my name over and over. With a nametag they could never get my name wrong….on paper.
With my trusty name tag they may still call me Ms. Tit-lay (Tittle) when I check out at the grocers, but they’ll remember my name tag after I correct them. 
With a name tag, the guys at GameStop could get their laughs out long before I have to say my name when making a game reserve. *snicker*
At a nightclub, you don’t have to call me darlin’, darlin’.
*points to name tag*
My Name Is…
A name tag would always answer the question, “Do I know you?” All without that embarrassing look on my face because I don’t know if I do…and if I should say anything or just play along.
I wouldn’t seem like the crazy lady in a floppy hat saying hello to you in the park. Well, I still would, but at least you’d know my name in order to report me. 
The postman would always give me my mail when I meet him at the mailboxes, instead of making me wait to put the little key in the little door.
When I’m out for a meal, and I ask, can I get fries with that? I can get away with it. *mmmm fries sound good*
And, if only name tags could be seen through the phone.
I’m tired of getting mail, tickets, anything sent to Ms. Tiddle, Piddle (I know right?), Tuttle, Title, Little, because you think my name can’t possibly be, Tittle. 
That’s Tittle, like little, but with a ‘t’, like in Tom, T-i-t-t-l-e.
That’s, T as in Tom, I, T as in Tom, T as in Tom, L, E.
It wouldn’t be so bad having a name tag on. Think about it if you had one, how much easier and nicer would things be? How much nicer would you be?
Thank you.
~Tet~
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