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Is there such thing as being too comfortable with the word vagina?

Posted on: May 6th, 2013 by llewin No Comments

OK, so I wrote a book about vaginas and I am interested in all things vagina so of course I set up a “Google Alert” to alert me any time there is an interesting story on the internet about vaginas.  The Google Alert tends to filter out a lot of porn but they are not squeamish about a lot of topics and I have seen really interesting articles and blogs thanks to my Google Alert.

So last week I saw a funny story (well, at least I thought it was funny) about a woman in Hong Kong who ordered a Starbucks drink but when they wrote her name on her cup—Virginia—they wrote it down wrong and it came out Vagina.  She got all bent out of shape about this and wrote a blog and then it ended up on a few blogs.  I haven’t checked it lately but if you are curious then google the story—or better yet set up your own Google Alert with the word vagina in it J

Soooo…my son Max had been wanting to order a Starbucks drink and when they asked for his name he wanted to say “Beyonce”. I thought that this was pretty funny.  He finally did it and he took a picture of it and texted it to me. I laughed!  Then last weekend we were in another Starbucks and I was on my way to drop off Max at his friend Alana’s house so the two could rehearse a duet they were singing in an upcoming show.  He asked if he could get a drink for Alana, too, and I said yes.  Max thought it was funny, when asked for the names on the cups, he said his was “Barney” and hers was “Dora”—after the children’s TV shows.  Then I said to him—“watch this—I am going to give them the name vagina”.

“Mom!  You’re not really going to do that are you?”

“Of course I am—I’m sure all Starbucks employees have heard the story about the woman in Hong Kong getting upset about her name being written wrong on her Starbucks cup.”

“But suppose they haven’t?  I’m getting out of here!” and he started to walk towards the exit but then came back because he realized he didn’t have his two hot chocolates for Barney and Dora. He said to me again “You didn’t say it, did you?”

“I did!” But at this point I think it hit me that maybe I was just a bit too comfortable with the word vagina.  The employee did write down the name Vagina but he also looked at me like I was crazy.  I asked him if he had heard of the news story about the woman in Hong Kong and he said he had not.  Then he passed the cup on to the Barista—a woman I have known and seen in Starbucks on and off for years—and she also gave me a concerned look.  “Did you hear about the news story in Hong Kong involving the woman named Virginia…but the Starbucks employee accidentally wrote her name down as Vagina and she got all mad and blogged about it?”  Oops—confused look—I guess she had not heard about that story, either.

At this point Max had retrieved his two drinks and bolted for the door.  I laughed and tried to explain my story and reasoning—again—but too late.  They thought I was nuts!

So the moral of the story is that in researching and writing this book I have gotten extremely comfortable with the word vagina and even though the word has been used increasingly in the media and on television shows—even though Vagina Monologues has been performed thousands of times all over the world, and even though the Los Angeles Times proclaimed in an article last year: “’Vagina,’ Once Unmentionable, Has Become a Fashionable Term”, this is Charlotte, North Carolina and I guess not everyone read that article—or is comfortable with the word—or has a Google Alert set to vaginas—or better yet the employees at Starbucks just expect people to use their real name…so maybe I should now go back to saying Laura…

 

Warmly,

Laura