One of the secretaries here at work is a very nice older woman who cannot ever get my name right. I have talked to her many times: she has helped set up my travel on many occasions, helped me reserve conference rooms, given me escort-required badges for visitors, and more. I have corrected her on multiple occasions, reminding her that I am Sarah. Yet she continues to call me Rebecca.
I don’t know if she calls Becca by my name or not, but it’s gone past the point of being annoying and just become amusing. This morning I walked past her in the hall.
“Hi Rebecca!” she said cheerfully.
“Hello!” I said with a smile.
It’s just not worth it.
The Astros are showing signs of life again, beating the Braves 7-4 last night. Berkman hit a solo homer in the 4th, and then for good measure, hit a three-run shot in the 6th. Then there was the outstanding 6th inning, when the Braves had the bases loaded with no outs. Things looked grim, but then Pettitte struck one out, and then induced a fly ball to right field, where Berkman caught it and fired an amazing throw to home plate where Ausmus tagged the runner out and the Astros escaped a bases loaded, no outs situation in amazing fashion. We were back in our season seats last night, with no weird ticket scanner issues or being too far away from the action.
In other news, the World Cup starts today! WOOOOOO! I’m so excited. The US boys play their first game on Monday at 11 a.m. Houston time — Matt and I already have plans to take a long lunch and go watch the game at my apartment!
And for Jo, enjoy this soccer rap with Nacogdoches boy Clint Dempsey.
Fun. I’m actually going to be in Europe for the World Cup. I think the last time I was in the US for it was when it was *in* the US.
Cool, an East Texas boy. I didn’t know that. I was sports editor in Lufkin (across the river from Nac) and went to college at SFA. Makes me want to watch now.
LOL. Hi Becky! Football rocks! I haven’t missed a game yet.