On this thread started by @SummerRay people have been sharing stories of how their names were misspelled, misheard, or flat-out ridiculed, whether accidentally or not, and the answers are sure to make you crack up, so keep on scrolling to see a curated list of the best stories found!
My wife’s maiden name is Tarjan. We eventually got used to people calling her Ms Tarzan.
My only problem was that it was so common. When I was born, it was pretty rare, but it seems like that year was the year for my name. I had classes where there were four Brians in that class
Jennie is actually a very traditional spelling of Jenny and so I am not sure why I am so frequently called Jeannie or Janine. My best guess is that only about half the population learnednto read by phonetics vs. recognition.
My name is Karen…but I don’t actually want to speak with your manager…I promise
Knew a guy with the last name Woodfield. He went to get a student ID, and after several failed attempts at telling the woman behind the counter, he finally said, “It’s easy; it’s like Wood and Field.” He got his ID in the mail… Bob Woodandfield.
There used to be a guy working in our company’s Dutch branch by name “Mni Kluse”. We used to call his number and ask him whose speaking..and expect the reply “me no clues”. Used to play this prank regularly.
*”Mino Kluse”
My name, Makenzie, is so hard to remember my name that in 3rd grade my teacher misspelled my name literally at the end of the school year.
I blame the parents.
I once ordered something at a shop wearing a mask and the cashier misheard my last name, Fiedler. Now I have a picture of a receipt for Mr. Hitler…
My last name is Johnston and I’ve spent my entire life having to point out the “T” in my name. I remember one time when my supervisors were shocked I showed up at work …I was supposed to be on vacation, according to the schedule. I had to point out that Johnson was on vacation, not me. Coincidentally, they were wondering why the other guy hadn’t shown up for work.
I used to have a boss named Ralph Siccone. He once got a piece of mail addressed to Ralph Zucchini.
My dear friend Mikey, who now goes by Michael, could not get our high school office staff to call him Mikey – some sort of Protestant, patriarchal homophobia, I guess. So, they went with Mike. His last name is Hunt. Calling him to the office on the intercom resulted in uproarious laughter to be heard throughout the school. This is not a joke.
d. j. bonds …yes the “J” stands for james
sergeant major…major is a last name
mary christmas… front desk
sargent for a last name
I’m laughing at all these. So hilarious! I’m reading them early in the morning on my bed and laugh out loud.