I’m used to people spelling my name wrong. Friends, Family, the Immigration Department, it happens. Unless the person knows me very well (Or the Australian Government sees fit to issue me a passport in the wrong spelling), I’m unlikely to care, unless I just want to give stick to them. I’ve got one Aunt who spells my name differently every time she sends me a birthday card, and sometimes there will be a different spelling on the envelope as there is on the card, both incorrect.
My name, as you know, is Keri Elisabeth James. Because my work email was set up before I started, and one of my forms of ID has a hyphen between Keri and Elisabeth, It was set up as Keri-Elisabeth James. Which is fine. I think it’s kind of purty. Distinguished, like.
But today, I think I’ve reached a new zenith in the arena of wrong-name spelling.
I received an e-mail for a work matter today, and it was addressed to Kerri-Elizabeth Jomes.
That’s right, folks. Not one, not two, but ALL THREE of my names spelt incorrectly.
My work on earth is now done.
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