I head on up to the counter and I order my jumbo latte (which is just a 'large' in every other nearby coffee shop), I then take the 'waiting for coffee stance' with the others that have also just ordered.

The chicky babe dishing out the coffee's starts calling people up by name to get their coffee's.  I thought "shit I didn't give her my name, what if someone else has ordered a jumbo latte - what if I accidentally jump the queue because she doesn't know my name".  I know I get a bit irritated when someone takes my latte.

It got down to the last couple of pple waiting for a brew and she said "Chaps... jumbo latte for Chaps?".  I ignored her assuming there must another Chaps who ordered a jumbo latte, because I definitly did not give her my name - in fact I struggled even to get my order out, let alone my name.
So I kept standing but no one moved forward, then the little chicky babe behind the counter pointed in my direction and said "Chaps, your latte".
So... I walk slowly back to the office wondering how the fuck this chick knows my name?  I thought maybe I new her from footy or cricket but if that was the case she would have called me something else.  All day this messed with my head, ALL FUCKEN DAY.

So I pick Fish up after work and we go shopping, as I am getting out of the car I am telling Fish about this coffee chick that new my name, I was seriously thinking I was going nutty and that maybe I really did tell her my name.  As I was getting out of the car I thought I should take my work pass off - I looked down and what do I see - my name badge attached to my work pass - written in big bold capital letters "CHAPS" - it wasn't like she even had to ask me what my name was.