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04:21:2002 Entry: "What's in a name...or Gender?"

What's in a name...or Gender?

I don't talk about my clients here because it's no one's business, but this isn't anything bad...it's just a weird little coincidence, sort of neat. I have two customers who have the same name (first and last...spelled exactly the same!), but they're different people (they live in different countries). Recently, they bought the same thing on the same day. Makes you wonder what's in a name!

Sometimes I feel that I'm more connected to people with "S" last names; I'm even married to one. Remember when in school teachers would assign you seats alphabetically? So all the kids with last names at the end of the alphabet would end up socializing and making friends with other kids at the end of the alphabet. I swear, in 9th grade, I got along best with the kids with "W" last names because I sat near them. My two best friends (other than Stan) have "S" last names. And it seemed like in school, the kids with the names at the beginning of the alphabet always seemed more popular or successful. Very odd.

Stan and I were discussing our names the other day, and how we wished we'd been named with our middle names as our first names and our first names as our middle names. I'd be Elizabeth Ann and he'd be Lewis Stanley. We even contemplated switching now...(at 40!), but thought it would be too difficult to adjust as we'd be calling eachother by our "new" names and we wouldn't respond.

OK, regarding my pathetic attempt to watch the Packer game yesterday...I was all set to make tiles, but this marble cutting board that I work on got stuck to the wood table because Stan put caulking on the back of it to pad it, so I spent a good time trying to pry the marble cutting board off the wood table (a nifty oblong pale maple retro coffee table with 50's-ish wire legs I got at Rubin's [famous Madison furniture emporium]), worrying that the caulking has permanently ruined it. I'm in tears practically, using a knife to sever the bond. Well, I finally got it off and the caulking caused no damage whatsoever, but my knife scratched the surface, so that left me too depressed to want to continue, so I just surfed the net on the iBook instead. And you do realize that the Packers lost because I watched, don't you? It happens every time. I really should rent my services out to opposing team fans...they could use me as an anti-mascot or something when their team plays the Packers. They pay me, I watch the game, the Packers lose, they make money on their little office bets, I make money, everybody happy (except the rest of Wisconsin who would probably want to lynch me).

Stan's car wouldn't start at work last night, so he got a ride home from a helpful co-worker who just happened to be female. Now I could care less, but the (male) idjits he works with are so unevolved. I know they'll tease him about it because there's this *other* female at his job that he is friends with and they have to tease him about her too. It's just so incredibly moronic. A man can't be friends with a woman at his job without people thinking they're *involved*?" They ask him questions like "Does Ann know about Johanna?" Um, yeah, I know about her. So what? They have a lot to talk to about their family backgrounds (either she or her mom came over from Germany...similar to his biological dad, and Stan is very interested in this right now). They discuss German culture, Nazi attrocities, hardly "flirty, cheat-on-yer-significant-other" material (she has a boyfriend). He'd like me to meet her too. I'm glad that Stan has someone interesting to talk to at his job, and most of them are female. There's also a woman who is a Buddhist nun from Taiwan who he's been having good conversations with too, but I guess they don't tease him about her because, well, she's a nun. But gimme a break. I'm not jealous...why would I be? It's just too bad that some men are still living in another era...what's fascinating is that women actually go for this sub-species...I sure can't figure it out.

3 Comments

If your blog get more interesting now I won't get anything done around here anymore!!! Can't you write something boring for once!?? =o)

Posted by Nick Aliasso @ 01/21/2002 04:40 PM CST

You mean I'm not usually boring? ;-D

Posted by Ann @ 01/21/2002 08:45 PM CST

No, are you crazy. Boring logs are logs like mine and.. well, lets stop it right there ;o)

Posted by Nick Aliasso @ 01/22/2002 04:06 AM CST