Why I'd rather if you'd just call me Mel than making me talk about why I want to be called Melanie
I don't want to talk about why I don't like being called Mel, but I am going to do it today because the following has been happening a lot:
Co-workers and the like have been referring to me as "Mel + anie + oops I forgot you don't like to be called Mel" followed by, "why is that?"... as they struggle to come to grips with the fact that someone told them that they heard that I don't like to be called Mel. Let me tell you, it's much nicer to just have someone call me something, anything, rather than asking my why I don't like to be called Mel.
What's your name? Your name is something that your parents choose to call you, any variance of that that your parents come up with may or may not be acceptable. However, when the shortened version of your name is a man's name, it's just not acceptable. Again, think about it, what's your name? And I am not picking on people who have called me Mel recently, I am just thinking of names that I know. Is it "Dust" or "Dusty" or "Dustin"? "Em" or "Emily", "Jeff" or "Jeffrey", how about "Sam" or "Samantha"? Let's just start calling Pizza piz because we are all in so much of hurry that we don't have time to blurt out 1 extra syllable.
I'm not saying that I chose my name or that I prefer it over a different one, in fact you can tell from my twitter and blog names that I may or may not prefer mj over my own name. Is that a shame? What if I legally changed my name to mj, omg how long would it take for people to get used to that? Ridiculous.
All I am saying is that if you don't get it right, just don't ask, and continue calling me what you feel comfortable calling me without asking me why I prefer or don't prefer it because you know what, I don't want to talk about it anymore.







