I'm Ruby, and I'm the full time receptionist. Jade, short for Jaden is our part time receptionist who works a couple hours in the afternoon. We look nothing alike. I'm blonde, she's brunette. She's tall, I'm short. She has short hair, mine is long. There's really no good reason to ever confuse us.
Now I've had problems with co-workers calling me the wrong name for a while now. Everything from Sandra (the receptionist before me) to Renee (Still not sure where that one came from!). I know Ruby isn't a common name, but it's pretty easy! So needless to say, I'm used to being called the wrong name.
So today, I had the lovely pleasure of being stuck in the lobby with a creepy delivery driver. Unfortunately both my name and Jaden's name are on two name plates behind our desk. Mr. El-Creepo decides to start conversation by asking "which one are you?" Um, what? "Which girl are you, Ruby or Jaden?" Oh Jesus, now what do I do? "Are you Ruby?" yes, yes, I am, please leave me alone. That should end this game... right?!
So, thankfully John came out and picked up his order and it looked like El-Creepo was going to just walk out the door. But no, he turns around, looks at me, waves and says "BYE JAY-Z"! and walks out.
Shut the front door. Did he just call me Jay-Z? Now, not only did he ask if I was Ruby but I answered him correctly! Plus, he clearly said Jaden before, so I don't know where the heck he came up with Jay-Z! I mean, I guess Jaden sort of sounds like Jay-Z????
I told Jade the story when she came in and she got a good laugh out of it. I guess we will just have to wait and see when the guy comes back what he calls me.
Ugh, why do I get stuck with the crazies??

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