April

Tonight at choir I was waiting for the restroom and the woman who organizes our music was upstairs talking loudly about something or other.

As she neared the stairs I heard her say, “April is just terrible. April has just been absolutely horrible. April is a waste this year.”

As you may or may not know, my name is April, This conversation, by default, made me snap to attention and look up the stairs. There was a woman sitting on the bench next to me and I noticed she also snapped to attention and looked towards the complaining.

We both noticed that we had responded in the same manner and had an awkward moment in which we looked at one another in silence.

I broke the silence by saying, “My name is April.”

To which she replied, “So is mine.”

We both erupted in laughter.

It was awesome to finally experience this name confusion with another human in real time.

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