Don't Like Labels ....Last night I was greeting members arriving for the monthly gathering of the 21st Century Photography Meetup group, something I started last February.
(It's the 2nd Wednesday of the month so please stop by.)
Each person is asked to sign in and fill out a name tag to wear. Nice little routine that gets people to introduce themselves.
I was suddenly reminded of a convention I had attended years ago in Chicago.
After a full day of sessions and travel industry trade talk, I was glad to plop down on a bar stool and enjoy a cold beer in the Windy City. A fellow seated next to me asked "Been having a good day Chuck?"
I looked up and I was sure I didn't know him. I asked "I'm sorry, have we met?" He smiled and said "You're wearing a red name tag that says Chuck Boyd."
Sure enough, it was still stuck on my lapel and we both laughed as I peeled it off.
He said "Do you want to hear something really strange?"
"Sure," I said and he answered "MY name is Chuck Boyd too."
He showed me his driver's license and, yep, Charles Boyd of Waukegan, Illinois. Well, he DID have a different middle initial.
Hey..come on, this wasn't an episode of Twilight Zone.