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| What is it with getting names wrong?; What's the big deal? | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 6 2006, 11:10 AM (348 Views) | |
| Aqua Letifer | Jul 6 2006, 11:10 AM Post #1 |
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ZOOOOOM!
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A lady I work with just mistook me for someone else. Well, not even that. She knew better, it was just a slip of the tongue. She called me by the other guy's name, and then quickly corrected herself. It was a BIG thing. "Oh, I'm soooo sorry! You both look so similar that I got confused for a second. My goodness, I'm sorry, it's been a long day." We do look similar. So I mean, don't worry about it. I have NEVER been in a situation such as this, where either myself or someone around me has called someone by the wrong name, and it hasn't turned into a huge production. VAST apologies, all around. I don't see why though. My grandmother wasn't senile but she would often interchange my name with that of my uncle because I look like he did when he was my age, and I act similar. Never felt the need to correct her. Does she feel this shows that she doesn't know me at all? Well that's fine, because she doesn't. This person I work with... I might see her a total of 2 times in a week. I might say "hi" a couple of times total, or tell her where someone else in my office is when she comes in to ask. That's the extent of our communication. I have no problem at all with her mistaking me with another co-worker. Heck, I wouldn't even have a problem if she thought we were the same person. It'd at least appear to her I was twice as busy. |
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| Christopher T | Jul 6 2006, 11:14 AM Post #2 |
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Junior Carp
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Often people will feel bad and offer apologies just in case you despise the person they mistook you for - or maybe that person is fatter, or uglier, or other stuff like that, and they don't want to insult you by mistaking you for them. |
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| Matt G. | Jul 6 2006, 11:25 AM Post #3 |
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Middle Aged Carp
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My mom has been known, well basically since forever, to mix up my and my brothers' names. She'll just rattle off the whole list, followed by, "Now, which one are you, again?"
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| John D'Oh | Jul 6 2006, 11:29 AM Post #4 |
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MAMIL
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Last week my boss called me Susan, which I thought was pretty rude. Maybe I'm just a bit thin skinned. |
| What do you mean "we", have you got a mouse in your pocket? | |
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| Aqua Letifer | Jul 6 2006, 11:31 AM Post #5 |
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ZOOOOOM!
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Yes, I would say that you are, then. Now, "Sally", or "Nancy".... them's fightin' names.
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| John D'Oh | Jul 6 2006, 11:33 AM Post #6 |
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MAMIL
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How dare you! My middle name happens to be Sally. |
| What do you mean "we", have you got a mouse in your pocket? | |
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| sue | Jul 6 2006, 11:35 AM Post #7 |
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HOLY CARP!!!
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In a work situation, I think we feel bad (I know I do) when I screw up a name, because I think it looks like I'm saying they're not important enough for me to remember their name. Which isn't true, but that's my concern. I feel really bad when I do it. Interesting to hear your thoughts on it, Aqua. Maybe it's not seen as a big deal by everyone. In a social or family situation, I would just laugh it off, and not worry about it, because we all do it. |
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| sue | Jul 6 2006, 11:36 AM Post #8 |
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HOLY CARP!!!
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Hey! |
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| George K | Jul 6 2006, 11:41 AM Post #9 |
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Finally
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At least he didn't call you Isaac.
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| kenny | Jul 6 2006, 12:24 PM Post #10 |
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HOLY CARP!!!
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Just be sure to get that name right during sex. |
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| DivaDeb | Jul 6 2006, 01:23 PM Post #11 |
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HOLY CARP!!!
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I can't count the number of times my mother called me Mocha...which was our French poodle's name <_< |
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| Nobody's Sock | Jul 6 2006, 02:06 PM Post #12 |
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Fulla-Carp
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My daddy left home when I was three And he didn't leave much to ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid But the meanest thing that he ever did Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue." Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, It seems I had to fight my whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue." Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, My fist got hard and my wits got keen, I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made a vow to the moon and stars That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars And kill that man who gave me that awful name. Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July And I just hit town and my throat was dry, I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon on a street of mud, There at a table, dealing stud, Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue." Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had, And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye. He was big and bent and gray and old, And I looked at him and my blood ran cold And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do! Now your gonna die!!" Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down, but to my surprise, He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair right across his teeth And we crashed through the wall and into the street Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer. I tell ya, I've fought tougher men But I really can't remember when, He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile. I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss, He went for his gun and I pulled mine first, He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile. And he said: "Son, this world is rough And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along. So I give ya that name and I said goodbye I knew you'd have to get tough or die And it's the name that helped to make you strong." He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight And I know you hate me, and you got the right To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do. But ya ought to thank me, before I die, For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'" I got all choked up and I threw down my gun And I called him my pa, and he called me his son, And I came away with a different point of view. And I think about him, now and then, Every time I try and every time I win, And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name! |
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| sue | Jul 6 2006, 03:06 PM Post #13 |
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HOLY CARP!!!
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heh. I may save that for a rainy day. |
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| LWpianistin | Jul 6 2006, 03:34 PM Post #14 |
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HOLY CARP!!!
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hehe. A friend of mine accidentally called his gf (at the time) 'Tracy'. Ok, so his ex's name is Stacie, so they're very similar, but it was awkward because they are all friends...Whoops. |
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