A couple of weeks ago we went to the bank to do some business with a Miss Cox. When we arrived, she spoke with us a bit about what we wanted to do, then proceeded to log us into her computer.
“Okay, what is your first name?”
“Kelsey,” I said. “K-E-L-S-E-Y.”
“And your last name?”
“Bacon, like what you have for breakfast. I know, I have got a girl’s first name, and my last name is a breakfast meat,” I laughed.
She laughed out loud, and then said “Well, at least everybody loves bacon!”
“Well sure they do! Just like everyone loves…” My eyes scanned the name plaque on her desk once again to check her last name. I stopped there.
Kelsey J Bacon