Some of you know my slight, ok huge, obsession with books. Give them all to me now! Anyway, last night I made a slight detour, and headed out to the book store. I found the exact book I was looking for in record time, and went to check out. I started looking in my wallet for my little membership card and realized I did not have it with me. Simple fix. I gave my phone number, verified my name and email address and all was fine. I was asked if I wanted to donate a book, of my choice, to a children's school, and I gladly said yes.
Now, when I got married I oh so happily changed my maiden name to my married name; the seriously long last name has always been a tongue twister for everyone. Years later, everything has been changed, except one of my debit cards.
Well. That one debit card just happens to be the exact one I handed over to make my purchase with. He wanted photo identification?! I scrambled for a second and realized my drivers license was in the car, as I didn't bring my purse in with me. I apologized, like I did something wrong, and started handing over everything else that had my name on it.
No such luck. Married name vs. maiden name. None of the other cards matched. So he asked me to spell the name on the card as fast as I could. Easy peasy. Then he said 'now, spell it backwards'. HUH?
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