Monday, January 15, 2007

The Name Problem

So, it seems that, anywhere I go, any name I use, I encounter a Name Problem. It is usually a complete inability to pronounce my first name. I tried to anticipate that (and avoid it completely) by using my middle name here. Didn't work. Now everyone thinks I'm a guy (and my last name confuses the heck out of them. Go figure. Too many vowels, I think).

5 Comments:

At 6:51 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Trust me, some of the names considered for you would have been much worse!

Love,
Mom

 
At 11:05 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like both of your names, but they certainly are not Czech. The Ukrainian form of William is Vasyl, perhaps they will understand that in Prague. Brenda is just too, too Anglo.
I can't wait until some poor European customs agent asks Bill where he was born. It's Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. You could not make that up! That has caused a few second looks from American customs agents.
I'm really looking forward to seeing you in June.
Brenda

 
At 6:07 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I feel your pain. The only good part about having Morch as my last name now is...well, it's not a first name. I really thought about keeping Derrick, but I've always wanted a true last name.
I've also noticed my name is no longer just Rowan. It's Rowan R-O-W-A-N or Rowan...yeah, my parents were hippies.

 
At 6:20 AM, Blogger Ovonia Red said...

Rowan--your new last name sucks. No offense, but it sounds kinda like the noise a shoe makes after you step in mud and you start to pull it out: "Mooooorcccchhhhhh."

On the other hand, you do have a very cool first and middle name. And if our parents had been crazy hippies, I would be called Moonbeam and you would be Sunflower. I think we lucked out.

 
At 11:35 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well, Matt has talked about changing his last name to what his grandfathers name was before becoming an American citizen. It's Arnnison (ok, I have no idea on the spelling...you know how much I suck at that whole spelling thing). WAY better than Morch (porch with a M, march with a O). Both of his sister did appologize to me right before we were married for having such a crappy last name.
Yeah, the first names could have been MUCH worse...but, the explination of having hippie parents seems to cut down on a lot of questions.

 

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