K for Komplexity...

What is my Name?

My so called “Christian” name was added into my birth cert by mistake. My parents came up with my Chinese name and thought of an English name for future use. My mum had no intentions of putting my English name in my birth cert, but my dad had made the boo boo of putting everything in. So I have to live with that since.

So since then for every exams that I have to take, my name would be uber long.

I would say that I have a unique English name. Well, at least since birth until now..... Unique in spelling and unique in pronunciation until recently a lot of “spoofing” came around. Anyways, I hardly find someone of the same name as me. It’s not so common like Tom, Dick or Harry. I’m proud in a sense to be unique but I hate for the fact that people blatantly mispronounces my name like….EVERYTIME!

From Primary one to four, my form teacher has been calling me A for the long time when my name is supposed to be K.

Growing up, I have understood that it’s importance for people to get my name correct. So I would pronounce my name loud and clear everytime during introduction. I don’t know if it’s really that difficult, but my new acquaintances hardly get my name correct. My friends however have NO excuse. They HAVE to get my name correct. But colleagues, or even bosses….they can get my name wrong every so often.

This client of mine is totally hopeless. And no thanks to my boss whom I have never met, she was the one who started misspelling my name from my first day of work in the emails since. I can understand the confusion at first. But with proper introduction and from the YM to emails to telephone conversations, this client still can never ever get my name correct. Not even in spelling! It’s been like wat…8 mths? Is my name really that hard to remember?

The rest have somewhat managed to get my name right, maybe not so much in pronunciation, but at least try to get the spelling right? It’s depressing! Even my ex boss mispronounce my name like forever? And so did my ex colleagues…it’s like they have been conditioned by my ex-boss. The only comfort I have now is….my MD actually gets my name correctly in spelling and pronunciation!

*sigh*

Labels: emo, tupid things, work shite

Blabbered by KaiRiNu at 10:53 AM