I just want to recognize that that last one came off as a little more of a rant than originally intended. And everyone at First Methodist that called me Dan and everyone at First Baptist that called me Daniel… you’re not funny.
What was funny was the text message I got from a friend in Greensboro who called me “Dan” last week. It said something to the effect of “Sorry! Won’t happen again!” I laughed and told him he wasn’t who I was flipping out on and apologized as profusely as possible in under 300 characters and lots of smileys.
At least someone’s still reading my blog.
