Sunday’s Wandering Thoughts

I have trouble with names. For example, Calvin, a coffee barista who I’ve known for over two years. I call him Tyler. He’s a Tyler to me, not a Calvin. Tyler fits him better.

At least in my head.

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  1. Hi Michael. How does he feel about this set up. I have known some people who simply enjoy the name others given them, joining in with the fun of the thought, other I have known on my blog get really upset if you don’t spell and credit their name correctly. In the world outside the nets, I really can not remember anyone being upset with me not remember names, which is chronic with me as I simply can not remember people’s faces or names, but maybe you have found some. I would love to hear your stories about that. Hugs. Scottie

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    1. Hey Scottie, Calvin/Tyler doesn’t seem overly bothered. Whenever I misstate his name (and I haven’t done it in a while, thanks to a very conscious effort), he didn’t acknowledge it or joked about it, such as Tyler being the evil barista who puts oat milk into people’s lattes when they didn’t ask for it, following that with evil laughter. I’ve apologized when I’m aware I did it.

      I’m happy you haven’t encountered others getting upset about you not remembering names or remembering them wrong, but I’ve encountered two who acted like I sacrificed their loved ones when I misnamed them, one female, the other male.

      The female and I shared a college class. She berated me for my stupidity. Then we got our first test results back. Humble bragging now, but I aced that thing; she was well below me. Doesn’t really speak to being smart or stupid, but it pleased other people in class who witnessed her berating me. She and I never spoke again. C’est la vie.

      Hugs ‘n cheers, M

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      1. If I may offer a thing, I think is true only by my own observation. I think humor and humility not only make the situation much more acceptable but turn it in to a running joke. For an example, my husband had a person they worked with and helped for years who simply couldn’t remember his name. Rather than get offended my hubby used humor to joke with the person as to which personality they wanted to help them at that time. I have to say I really think both understood the joke. He was one of the persons mentions in his will, and it was by his correct name. Hugs.

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