While it’s a bit of a joke how Starbucks tends to butcher people’s names, it happened to me once again. I’m fairly certain I enunciated “JENN” rather clearly in expectation of the possibility, which is worse when you are in a crowded coffee shop.  As I chuckled about how Jenn ended up being “Karen”, I contemplated again whether I should give myself a “starbucks name” – something unique yet simple so it could not be misunderstood. After all, I have gone by many names. My given name is Jennifer, but when I was younger, my family called me by “Jenny”.  In fact, I was “Jenny” until high school, where in…