Namé

In the good ole days, when Austin was a trainer, Austin would put out the name tags for the people in the training classes. One of the problems he dealt with the strange names people gave their kids, wild names like Precious Hair, Summer Holmes and unpronounceable things like De'neqeé, Ma-Kenaké, all kinds of things.

Austin, looking through the room to place the last name tag.

Co-worker X: Who are you looking for?

Austin: Namé, I don't remember where she sat.

Co-worker X: That's the Name Tag example for the front of the room.

Hilarity ensues.

Fast forward to today, Austin and I are no longer with that company. Austin and I are both working elsewhere.

But I worked there for almost 19 years, so I still keep up with everyone.

Former Co-worker X: Tell Austin I said hi. Tell him Namé said hi too. He might remember her.

Me, to Austin: X said hi. Namé said hi too.

Austin: Namé! She was my favorite!. She was in every other class, never made noise, always showed up . . .