PBH

Do you know what it's like growing up with the last name Poore?

It's tough out there. Kids can be so cruel. Well, I survived and I am here now, a 23-year-old successful office supply saleswoman...ah...living the dream. However, recently my friend/former bed mate, Katie Weber, has discovered that my name shares the same first three letters as the word POOP. Poo, if you will.

Now looking back at my childhood kids calling me poor wasn't that bad. My childhood taunts of "Hey, Elizabeth's middle name is "is" ...Elizabeth is Poor" dont really phase me now. All I can think about is how much worse it would have been if Katie Weber was in my third grade gym class. She would have every calling me "Elizabeth Eats Poop!"

Stayed tuned for my next blog where I will be discussing my childhood speech impediment.