At lunch today the gal behind the counter asked: "What name shall I call when it's ready?"
Bill: "Latchmi."
Gal: *crickets*
Me: "Bill. His name is Bill."
Gal: Sigh and nervous laughter, "Oh good, I didn't know how to spell that other one."
Bill: "But isn't Latchmi more interesting."
Gal: *crickets*
Me: "Yeah, in your own head."
If it's not me taking pictures and movies while we're eating, it's Bill making up stuff to entertain himself.
It's a wonder we haven't been banned from moving freely in public.
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