I was listening to the radio the other day when the DJ asked the listening audience if they would ever change their names. One woman called in and said that she would in a heartbeat because her name was so difficult for people to understand and they always get it wrong.
Her name? Chelsea.
She was very upset that people called her Kelsey, Kelly, Cassie, etc. So she would change her name to a "simple" name. Simple. Name. Simple.
Um. Okay. I get that it must be annoying for her. But it's not like she has a difficult name. Especially considering my family's names. (I'm going to try and spell these phonetically.) Brawn-win. Gray-em (or, if you are my mother, you assure people it is said like "name") Ki-lee-ahn. Lin-mah-rah.
Unless she has the conversations I have every time I say my name, she cannot complain. Here is a typical conversation I go through every single time.
Them: What's your name?
Them: No, your first name.
Me: That is my first name.
Them: Are you sure?
And then, they ask what it means.