A rose by any other name…

I’d like to speak to the manager!!!

A woman called tonight to let me know she would be late for her reservation.  

When I answered she asked if I was Kevin.

I confirmed that yes I was Kevin. 

She’s been coming in the whole time I’ve worked there.  I’ve corrected her a couple of times, but at this point I think it’s too late to worry about.  

She greeted me as Kevin when she came in.  I told her happy anniversary.  We had our pleasantries.  She was seated.   

This led me to sharing with my staff, the story I shared with you last week, about saying my name was Jason, when I didn’t want to speak with someone calling for me on a Saturday night.  

The conversation was funny and one of my servers said I needed to come up with a stage name.  

This led to a conversation for an hour or so of people coming up with their preferred stage names. 

I shared nicknames from my past.  Fight.  Jeff Ann.  Maddog.  

But I couldn’t come up with a suitable stage name.  

So, friends, lend me your ideas.  What should be my stage name at work.  The name I use when I don’t want people to know they are speaking to Jeff the GM.   A name that will always be there so that I don’t stumble when asked.  

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