I had LATTE last night. It is the women's ministry at our church.(Ladies Achieving Together Through Eating, I mean Encouragement)I left feeling lifted up, as I always do. I ran to WalMart to get some shopping done and wondered why people kept looking at me. Sorta staring and then looking away with a smirk. It wasn't until I got home that I realized I had left my CARLA name tag on. Nice.
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Next time it happens you can explain that LATTE has a subcommittee called Cultivating A Really Lame Appearance.
Good one, Mr. Early Bird.
(I am my own committee!!)
I am of the school that if you never wear a name tag, this never happens.
Wouldn't it have been funny if one of them would have said, "Hi Carla!" and you would have been trying to think of where you knew them from all night? :)
I probably would have liked that better!! :)
I have a Weightwatcher meeting every Tuesday morning and then go to lunch with several friends. I can't tell you how many times I've only realized I have my name tag on, half-way through the meal. Sometimes I have had wait-people call me by name and puzzled over how I knew them, until I realized -- the name tag. :)
I think we should all wear nametags. Sorry Kristi.
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