I share a name with a rather imfamous woman.
And I dread starting new classes. Everytime my name comes up on the roll sheet for the first time, my heart beats in terror. I wonder if they are going to comment or not. Usually they will say something along the lines of “well that is a famous name” and go on their way. That, I can handle. It’s unpleasent, and usually leads to me blushing and being somewhat uncomfortable for a while, but still that I can handle.
Today I started a class with a professor that came highly recommended. I’d gotten away without comments in all my other classes, so I guess my guard was down a bit. The thing I have feared most happen.
She calls my name. I raise my hand, somewhat meekly, and say “here”, just like everybody else.
She doesn’t react, she just stares.
I say “here” again, a bit louder, thinking that she hadn’t heard me.
There are a few giggles from the class. I am hoping with everything I have that she checks my name and moves on down the list.
She looks at me for a few more tense moments, and then asks “are you the *****”
As I am trying to say “no”, the entire class roars in laughter. A packed full lecture hall. Hundreds of people. She laughs loudest of all. It is everynightmare I have ever had. They all really were laughing at me.
My face turns red. I want to disappear. I’ve been dealing with a bout of depression lately. I’m on edge already. Tears spring to my eyes. I’m a grown woman I am about to cry in front of my friends and collegues. I don’t know how I managed to stop myself.
Oh god! It was terrible. I never thought I’d face this kind of humiliation as an adult.