Today a customer walked into our store whose name neither my partner nor I could remember. “Kim… Lisa?,” queried my partner. I replied, “Yes, Kim-Lisa, I think that’s it.”
Turns out her name is Shannon, unless she’s playing roller derby. Than it’s “Formalda-Heidi.” One thing I know, if I ever have a daughter her name might just be “Kim-Lisa” if it’s not “Formalda-Heidi.” There are too many Mary-Jane’s out there already.