So I'm in the original Sunny Bryan's on Inwood the other day and when the lady took my order she asked me for my initial. 'M', I replied. She looks at her pad and back up and me and said, "I already have an 'M', give me different one." I became momentarily confused and distressed when I realized that the possibility of me eating that day rested on the fact that I had to have a different initial than this other, so-called 'M', impostor. Which I didn't.

So, I decided to simply fess up to the fact and let nature take its course. I replied, "Ma'am, they're all M's."

Luckily, she this wasn't her first rodeo and she immediately remedied the problem by assigning me the name: 'MM' - and all was right with the world.

The End.

Copyright (c) 2005 by Mitch Milam