"I'm here to pick up two scripts for Sparling. First name is Kerri."
"No, Sparling. Like 'darling,' only with an S-P?"
The woman leaned in. "Speaking?"
She stretched so far across the counter that her name badge clanged against the formica top. "Spanking?"
How was I going to get through this without laughing? She wasn't mangling my name on purpose. But "Spanking?" That's another first.
"No, ma'am. Not Spanking. Spar-ling. Es, pee, ay, are, ell, eye, en, gee. Sparling?"
"Oh! Sparling! Why didn't you say so? I'll get those prescriptions for you. Just a minute."
Still better than Moron, I say.