I wrote this blog on an airplane, bored out of my mind.

I brought Rey with me to New York last week. I had always thought Rey’s last name was Laing, and he never bothered correcting me. I had tried to check us in online before we got to the airport, but my printer was out of paper. My good assistant Rey hadn’t noticed it, and as I don’t really pay attention to office details, I hadn’t noticed it either.

So we got to the airport and scanned Rey’s credit card to check him in, and the screen said: Hello, Mr. Reynold Liang-Liu. And I thought, oh shit, that’s not the name on the reservation I made!