Name...my name!!!!

At least five to six times a day I go through the same old routine...
it's M U B I N A!...& I am not a routine type of a person at all. So when I called Pappa Johns earlier today, this is what I went through...


Pappa Johns: Hello Pappa Johns, this is Michael. Can I take your order?
Me : Hi, Mike
Michael: Can I have your phone # and name please
Me: 920-867-5309 and my name is Mubina
Mike: Rubena
Me:NO! M U B I N A as in M as in money...U as an umbrella...B as a boy...I as in...
Michael: Sorry, is it Mubina?
Me: Yes its M U B I N A.!" Thank you
Michael: Thank you. What would you like?

I place the usual order and confirmed the route to our place as we do reside in the boonies. I was told by a quite patient Mike that it would be roughly 45mins..that is to be expected as the weather has been quite nasty lately.

With 45mins to an hour to kill, I was pondering all the different names I have logged on at work. Rob had suggested a list and boy is it ever a list? I have a total of 63 different versions of MUBINA and going. Today, I don't know why but I was furious about the whole not getting my simple name right concept. It has never bugged me before, but today I was ticked off. Arrggg!!! Many people struggle to get my name right the first time. However once they get it right they do not forget it, me or my curls. Interestingly enough, my name means to clarify in Arabic and is taken right out the Quran.

My name is the one thing that I LOVE about myself... it makes me unique! I like it, because it is my identity. It defines me to the core, it is who I am…MUBINA!! So when the pizza guy finally came and on the receipt…it said MOBINA…I let out faint yell, realized what I had done.. apologized and paid him his regular tip. Couple of slices sans the crust later…I wondered what the pizza guy might have perceived my faint yet quite discernible annoyed yell to be? I also made a note to delete the list….