No, this post is not about identity theft.
Maybe.
It's merely a brief shout-out to my fellow recent brides (or even not-so-recent, or even a couple of grooms I know of, but I digress...) who have changed their last names since being married. No one at my new place of employment knows me by my maiden name; in fact, I think I could count on one hand the number of people in this country who remember it. Even a few months after the fact, I still stare rather confusedly (word?) at my facebook page, or my work email address; I fight looking perplexed when introduced to others around the workplace. I feel like an imposter, going by this new name. Perhaps it's intensified by the fact that my husband's first name is similar to my own, so I really have taken his whole name.
Just a thought.
Oh, and tail-end funny story that has nothing to do with the rest of this post. There was a guy on the train going home the other day who was playing songs loudly on his mobile phone. Some of the other passengers and possibly a train-person asked him to quiet down, and he didn't like it. His response to their request to turn it off: "What do you think this is, America?" What indeed. Certainly, there would be a hefty punishment for such blatant noise on any train in America. [huh?] I just laughed to myself, and continued reading my book.
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2 comments:
I know what you mean. A month or so ago, I was making phone calls to sponsors for a fundraiser dinner, and when they asked for my name, I said, "Hannah Bae" out of habit, and then realized a split second later. By then, I felt it would be too awkward to correct it. And mail comes address to Mr. & Mrs. now ... I like it, but it IS still weird for me, too.
Glad to hear you and Jesse are settling into your new life together! Congrats for the job, and thanks for sharing so openly about your grandma. I'm now a rookie cop in MD, and was blessed to read this story about forgiveness and redemption in the midst of criminal violence. I've only been on the job for 2 months, and it is already easy to fall into cynicism about the mayhem I deal with every shift.
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