A conversation with Abu Shaqra

I ordered food tonight. For delivery.
I’ve never done it in Egypt so I wasn’t exactly sure how it all worked. The guy answered, and I got right into it. Hi, I want–and he cut me off saying my information wasn’t stored in their thing. What’s your name?
Anna. (Which, you may know, this is also the arabic word for me/I.)
Yes, your name?
My name is anna. (Which, you may know, can come across in Arabic like, My name? Me?)
Your name, yes.
No, no. My name is Anna!
Anna? Your name is Anna?
Yes! I am Anna! (ana Anna)

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