I still haven’t legally-changed my name.
Turns out, there is one BITCH in the way. She fully deserves the ALL CAPS TITLE for her actions to me and to at least two other people I personally witnessed (plus another I was pretty sure was all her). She is one of the most awful and hateful humans I’ve ever encountered. She works for Colorado Fingerprinting.
When I got out of there, I said, “at least I never have to deal with her again.” And then I did. And that’s when she hung up on me. She hangs up on customers. WTF??
So I had resigned myself into a) never changing my name or b) “moving” (paperwork wise) to a state that allows such thing and getting my name changed there. And I was sad, but I also thought it didn’t actually matter. What is it to anyone other than me? Nothing. Even my medical stuff lists my preferred name.
And then, at our weekly bar night, the bartenders kept asking for the first name on our tab and then calling me that. One of our friends heard, so I said, “you didn’t hear that” and gave the shortest explanation I could. She fully understood. Thank you, K!
And that’s when I realized how very much I hate my legal name. I hated being called that. One of the bartenders chatted us up and asked and realized and corrected herself….and then she (loudly. eeek!) corrected the other bartender. He then felt bad and came over to give me a hug and to tell me to correct him. He wasn’t wrong. I need to stand up for myself in that not-so-tiny-but-seems-tiny way.
I looked up CF and they seem to have another location. I’m telling myself that I need to try again.