Accent? What Accent?

I'm home from London--great trip, btw. I'll update that later over there, but do have one tidbit to share here. One of my favorite little chains to grab a sandwich, Eat, will heat sandwiches for you. You order, ask for your stuff heated and then they write your name on your bag and call you when it's ready.

The cashier asked me my name, and I said, "Kim." She was Asian and spoke with a fairly strong accent and looked at me a bit confused. I repeated, "Kim". She looked at me for a second or so, then nodded and wrote my name on the bag and fixed the sandwich (ham and cheese with mustard on ciabatta...yum yum, but don't eat it cold because it sucks that way). When the food was ready, I took my bag and went to sit down. It wasn't until I was pulling the food out that I saw how my name was spelled and laughed out loud. Muchly. My name as interpreted phonetically by the server? Kiam. Methinks perhaps I have more of an accent than I think.