My Name is T-Rex

[bojojoti]

When Bojoette lost her name tag, her supervisor told her to come up with something.  There was no point in ordering her a new one, as she hopes to get a nursing position soon and will be leaving them.  Bojoette dug around in a box in the break room and came up with a discarded name that suited her fancy:  Rex.  Her real name--and I know some of you will be disappointed that she doesn't have Bojoette on her birth certificate--starts with a 'T' so she added that to Rex and went on the floor to start her day.  She wasn't the only one with an assumed name:  Kevin was Jose', and young Brittany was Ethel.  It was a red-letter day, too, as the high muckety-mucks were visiting.  One struck up a conversation with my darling daughter.

Muckety-muck:  And what are your suggestions for making our guests have a more enjoyable shopping experience, uh (looking at name tag), um, Rex.
Bojoette:  (helpfully)  It's T-Rex.
Muckety-muck:  Oh, T-Rex. 

He went on without batting an eye.  Of course, when Bojoette got home, we laughed ourselves silly  and walked around roaring and slapping one another ineffectively with our tiny T-Rex appendages. 

Comments

[bojojoti.livejournal.com]

I think management is so trained to be politically correct that they aren't allowed to show surprise for fear of offending someone.

The problem is the economy and the uncertainty of healthcare because of the new healthcare bill. Hospitals are cutting back, and older nurses who would have retired are keeping their jobs, because they are afraid they won't have enough money to live on.

She will find something. It will just take a little longer.