The printer at work is making sure hardly nobody knows what my real name is, and now the temps are getting frustrated because they don’t know what the heck to call me anymore.
"Whaddaya mean her name’s not Chassidy?"
"I thought it was Chassiden."
"It’s not Chassiden, I’m sure. I’ve just been calling her Coraline."
"You need to call her what her mother named her."
"I don’t KNOW what her mother named her!"
"CHASSIDEN OR WHOEVER YOU ARE NOW, WHAT’S YOUR REAL NAME?!"
Me: “Does it really matter? You’re just gonna forget and go back to calling me Coraline and Chassidy again tomorrow.”