I live in Maioro street. M A I O R O
Six letters and two of them are the same! How hard can it be? Well, very actually.
On several occasions I have had cause to ring a certain taxi company. The conversation generally goes something like this:
Nice Lady: Pick up address please?
Me: Maioro Street.
Nice Lady: Spell that, please.
Me: M A I <long pause> O R O
Nice Lady: M A R I R A
Me: No, no. M A I <even longer pause> O R O
Nice Lady: M A O
Me (interrupting): M A I
Nice Lady: M A I
Me: O R O
Nice Lady: R O R
Me: O R O
Nice Lady: M A R O R I
Me: Never mind. Ill ring another taxi company.
It would appear that the letters MAIORO are singularly difficult for the average earhole, eyeball and tongue to come to grips with. This was proven beyond reasonable doubt when I went to vote the other week.
"Name please?" asked the returning officer.
I told him and he looked me up in his book. There I was, properly printed and (wonder of wonders) both my name and my address were properly spelt.
"Ah," said the returning officer, pointing his pen at my address. "Midori Street?"