Yes. My name is m a r n a: Minions

Monday, October 7, 2013

Minions

For my birthday my staff surprised me with yummy cheesecake and a one hour massage with Smiley's Family Chiropractic. The gift card said "To: Marna From: Your Minions".

The minions is a joke we have had for a couple of years. When the county tax rate was increased I and my staff took some hard hits. I don't set tax rates but since my name is on the statement I get the blame. (I have big shoulders so it's okay. But I do not like people taking their frustration out on my staff.)

I received a particularly nasty email from a gentleman who said something to the affect of "you and your minions." So the word minions is a private joke around the office. (Well, not so private now.)

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SpicOctober 8, 2013 at 11:10 AM
Happy belated b-day!
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Yes. My name is m a r n a. Not Myrna, Marta, Marva, Merna, Myra, Murna, and so on. (Although many call me Marnie and I like that one.) As an extremely shy child I hated my name. The first day of the school year was torture for me as most of the teachers could never pronounce my name. By high school, much to my secret delight, my classmates began correcting the teacher the first time it was flubbed up, often spelling it out during that first roll call. I think they had figured out I was too shy to do so. Overly attached to my mother I missed a lot of school until 9th grade, where I was scared of the Vice Principle and no longer complained of stomach aches. In the third grade my mother told me once the teacher asked if my middle name was "Stephanie". My mother said, "No". Seems I had started writing Stephanie on my schoolwork. My teacher continued to let me do so, which only last a few days. It's a miracle I have a master's degree after all my problems with school phobia. My mother is now in Heaven, no doubt, looking down on me in amazement. One of her biggest fears was I would not attend college. Here's to you momma. So sorry I grieved you so many mornings before school and so many afternoons with phone calls of "stomach aches". <><

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