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Tiresome Nicknames

I am Peter Smith My boss was Peter as well A different surname obviously I was distinguished by my surname originally I wasn’t too keen on that: it sounded like you were after a fight “Smith!” It sounded quite disrespectful to me The boss was quite refreshing and called me “Pete” My family call me Pete, so I have no problem with that It was not me being pretentious: I didn’t insist that I was called Peter (not Pete, Pete-y or Pete-o) Surname identification then developed into “Im going to call you….” Im going to call you Steve – you look like Steve Martin (i dont by the way) Im going to call you Jones – like Smith and Jones (there must be some bond somewhere) Im going to call you Myth – it rhymes with Smith (this is tiresome isnt it?) The whole thing was tiresome It never felt they were being horrible and bullying But it just………..didnt work I decided to try and overt their thoughts towards calling me Pete Hi everyone, its Pete here It was escalating now: I would hear a name being shouted out about four times Then my stomach fluttered as I thought that this was “the new name” I tried to gently, but rudely, make a pun on the shouters name A very clever pun, might I add That just made them laugh “Great! I can be called that and you can be called your name” I was stuck I didn’t find it offensive, but it wasn’t funny At least get me a name which is funny or clever I didn’t want to challenge them: “please stop me doing that” More offensive names will be on the way and the slight bonding I have with them will be broken It wasn’t really necessary either: it was only “a bit of fun” Well…………..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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