Actually, the guy in front of me in line at Potbelly does. Kristina doesn’t seem to be with him, which doesn’t mean she isn’t at home waiting for him, but it doesn’t mean she is either. While they make my original turkey on white with swiss cheese and no mayo, I wonder what single word I would tattoo on my neck if I had to.
Since my wife’s name is Kelly, I rule out Kristina. I have two daughters, so I can’t play favorites and pick one over the other.
I think I will go with “neck.” It’s accurate, and makes people wonder if I have labeled other parts of my body.