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I hate people calling me Becca, it's Rebecca, Becky or Bex just not Becca.

And the different spellings people come up with for Rebecca always have me wondering, there's one b and two cs. Not Rebeca, Rebbecca or Rebbeca.

Oooo mine has to be people being over familiar and shortening your name to be "more" friendly.... That really really annoys me....

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Mandrake wrote:

Replicant wrote:and I can actually feel their little willy through my jeans.

How do you manage that, stick your hand down your trouser leg or what ?

BINGO BINGO BINGO!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't mind Bex from good friends but I don't like it from people that I don't really know, feels creepy for some reason. I'd always rather Becky to Rebecca though, Rebecca just sounds too stuffy.

Being a very old fashioned sort, I'd start by calling someone 'Miss, or Mr' as appropriate.... and if and when they invite me to use their first name, that's when it would be used, not before. I hate it when cold callers phone and immediately use my first name right from the word go. Being a very miserable sort, if these people phone to sell stuff and ask what my first name is I usually reply, "Mr". It's amazing how they lose interest right after that...

Mandrake wrote:Being a very old fashioned sort, I'd start by calling someone 'Miss, or Mr' as appropriate.... and if and when they invite me to use their first name, that's when it would be used, not before. I hate it when cold callers phone and immediately use my first name right from the word go. Being a very miserable sort, if these people phone to sell stuff and ask what my first name is I usually reply, "Mr". It's amazing how they lose interest right after that...

Jon, I sometimes have to call PR people, Jon, to find the best contacts for quotes, and I swear, Jon, they've all been on a course that told them to write the caller's name down, Jon, and use it at every single possible point in the conversation, Jon. It builds rapport, Jon. It builds rapport.

Grrr...

As we call it, The Readers' Digest approach!!!

I've had mine spelt wrong all my life by different people Tristian, Tristam, Triston all of which are not my name. I've also had my name mis pronounced Justin, Christan, Christian.
my grandma spelt it wrong for the first 18 years of my life.
then add my last name oh boy, lol
yet it doesn't annoy me, I know if someone asks for my name to tap into a computer anywhere I don't even say my name I just spell it saves time and energy

Yeah sorry bout that Tristian.... lol... But I can spell your surname...

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my names LAUREN, but i always, always get LOREN or occassionally Laura. Actually it doesnt bother me too much, I just giggle over it

So long ago (in the 1960's) some sociologists got together and decided to see what would happen if you removed identifying names.

So people showed up and were given names like, "Girl in pink sweater #1" and, "Male, brown hair #2"

They were then instructed to go out and mingle in a rather nice social setting. They were forbidden to write their name or infer to themselves at all by anything other than, "I, Me, Myself" if they were referring to someone that had to use the tag that identified them.

What was fascinating about the whole thing is that Extroverts would latch onto the ONE descriptive thing in their nametag.

I.E. Girl would identify with "Pink" and the guy would be, "Brown Hair."

The introverts spent their whole time trying to downplay those same attributes and most often connected with the #.

I.E., "I'm Male #2." and forgo the brown entirely.

What was even more interesting (to me anyway) was the fact that the impact on the social dynamic for the extroverts was impressive. The ones that identified with that unique characteristic would actually change their behavior to support it.

So the pink girl would get more flamboyant and her vocal range would actually increase.

The introverts did the inverse and became more and more similar. I'm guy #4.. monotone talking patterns similar topics would be discussed.

The whole human notion of self and conceptual self is a bit fluid which is how cults and shared hallucinations function.

So on one hand caring very deeply how people identify you is often going to be the trait of a performer. Where has a more lax attitude about the same subject indicates your method for self identification is internal.

Ok I'll stop now sorry I find all of this intensely fascinating.

Replicant wrote:Just seen this post in another thread...

crozboz wrote:Also, while Shaun is a nice guy - he's fairly touchy about the whole Shaun/Shawn thing. Be careful there Lenny,

...which prompted me to start this thread. (Which is not a dig at Lenoir, by the way).

I don't blame Shawn for being touchy about it. It's not difficult to check the correct spelling of someone's name; many names have more than one possible spelling. I hate it when people just guess how to spell my name and get it wrong. It's rude. If you're not sure, then ask and I will tell you. Don't just guess!

Fair do's, but I think abbrevations without permission are much more rude. And parents do invite this curse upon their children by saying, "Hey, I know! Although we want his name to sound like "Dave", let's spell it... DAYV! That'll just make him the coollest kid in school!"

The name is Shaun. Shawn is the phonetic spelling for people too dense to know how to pronounce Shaun. Suck it up, Shawwwwwn

(P.S. Pity the Siobhans of this world...)

Also, this subject reminds me of that Half Man Half Biscuit song ("Sh*t arm, bad tattoo", about Pete Docherty apparently)...

"If you're going to quote from the book of Revelation,
Don't keep calling it the book of Revelations,
There's no "S"! It's the book of Revelation,
As revealed to St. John the Divine.

See also Mary Hopkin, she must despair..."

Farlsborough wrote:Also, this subject reminds me of that Half Man Half Biscuit song ("Sh*t arm, bad tattoo", about Pete Docherty apparently)...

"If you're going to quote from the book of Revelation,
Don't keep calling it the book of Revelations,
There's no "S"! It's the book of Revelation,
As revealed to St. John the Divine.

See also Mary Hopkin, she must despair..."

Reminds me of "Standing on the Shoulder of Giants", by Oasis. Not shoulders plural but shoulder singular. Illiterate think nothings...