Jiminy? ;p
Ok, onto my favorite Bitch session: My Name.
My maiden name is Dei ( pronounced like Die) I cannot tell you how many times I heard every day from about 6th grade until graduating " Joan Please Dei" Yeah. It was funny once.
It is actually latin for God, pronounced Day-E. In all my years of having this name, about 5 people/strangers have pronounced it correctly and only two have known the exact origin of it.
ANDshe says boldly, her last name use to be on old canadian pennies. Pre 1963ish. You know the little print around the edges of the penny that say something like:
Flux Capacitor Dei ad nauseam Maganotiram (whatever, I can’t think of one latin phrase right now if a gun was held to my head. sue me.) BUt, you get my drift and understand my remote claim to fame.
Once when I teacher asked me what the F stood for in Joan F. Dei, I calmly said, " Joan Fuckovann Dei" Remarkably, I was not sent down to the Office for that because 1) I was a shy unnassuming kid then and 2) my teacher knew just how tortured I was with the Please Dei crap every fucking day. (The F is for Florence, BTW.)
I made up alot of variables to the Please Dei : Fuckovann, Eat Shit…etc.
I vowed I would never marry a man with a one syllable last name. Naturally, this doomed me for all eternity and I married an Arndt. (Like: Are Not) I have hit the comstock lode of bad puns with this moniker. It blows my little brain that my inlaws have never made fun of such a prime name ever before in their lives. Now I answer the phone: Arndt Home. My return address labels read: Arndt Home as does my email. I’m thinking of getting a personalized front door mat that says that or my favorite: Go Away.
When I was working for pay and had voice mail, my message was: You’ve reached the desk of Joan Arndt. I Arndt on the phone and I Arndt at my desk. In fact, I Arndt working either, ha ha. Leave your name and number and I’ll get back to you ASAP." I got more business from that message than the usual " I’m either on the phone or away from my desk…" because people remembered it and it was short and to the point.
I still wax poetic about wanting to name our son Otto. Otto Arndt. It would sound like a car that wouldn’t start.
Or the discussion with hubby (shortly before and after our wedding) of “we could combine our last names to create a new one.” Dei - Arndt…to Darn. Think of the fun we could have with it!! THAT Darn Family. Another Darn Vacation. Those Darn Kids.
But, if there is one area where Mr. Wonderful has a stick up his rectum, it’s in the " I’m PROUD of my name." area. I swear, he poops splinters on this issue.
Thank you for allowing me to vent. Have a nice day.