Has anyone had a nickname for you that drove you crazy ?
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scenario;
....yer boss is a half-witted mouth breathing troglodyte that just loves to make you look like wunna his relatives.
Had a step and fetch it job down south.
Seems folks from certain parts of the south insert a couple dozen marbles in their mouth before conversing.
‘Hey, bowa, git dat toemotah an fetchit ovuh heeah.’
‘Tomato?’
‘TOE-MOTAH!’ pointing to the forklift, and mumbling something about dumbass yankees.
The forklift was manufactured by a company called Tow Motor, of which was emblazoned in huge letters on the back.....OK, he got me.
And the gentleman kept calling me Oscar, so after a couple hours of that, I sauntered over during first break, gently picked him off the picnic bench,
and with both fists, ran him about 10 feet, tenderly shoving him up against the wall.....lifting him off the floor.
Turns out, one can be quite clear, even when talking through clenched teeth, if one's faces are an inch or two from each other.
‘My name is not Oscar, and if you call me that one more time…..
‘But, son, ah thought that wus yer name on yer jacket there!’
‘Oh’
I’d borrowed a jacket…..from Oscar I s’pose.
So, I let him back down, straightened his shirt, put his cap back on, and dusted him off as he tucked everything back in.
But, hey, he didn’t ever give me any more ‘you a yankee’ crap.
So it all worked out, and I fetched the toemotah, wherever/whenever he wanted.
Yeah, you gotta pay yer dues, but you gotta stand yer ground too…..it’s a fine line.
....yer boss is a half-witted mouth breathing troglodyte that just loves to make you look like wunna his relatives.
Had a step and fetch it job down south.
Seems folks from certain parts of the south insert a couple dozen marbles in their mouth before conversing.
‘Hey, bowa, git dat toemotah an fetchit ovuh heeah.’
‘Tomato?’
‘TOE-MOTAH!’ pointing to the forklift, and mumbling something about dumbass yankees.
The forklift was manufactured by a company called Tow Motor, of which was emblazoned in huge letters on the back.....OK, he got me.
And the gentleman kept calling me Oscar, so after a couple hours of that, I sauntered over during first break, gently picked him off the picnic bench,
and with both fists, ran him about 10 feet, tenderly shoving him up against the wall.....lifting him off the floor.
Turns out, one can be quite clear, even when talking through clenched teeth, if one's faces are an inch or two from each other.
‘My name is not Oscar, and if you call me that one more time…..
‘But, son, ah thought that wus yer name on yer jacket there!’
‘Oh’
I’d borrowed a jacket…..from Oscar I s’pose.
So, I let him back down, straightened his shirt, put his cap back on, and dusted him off as he tucked everything back in.
But, hey, he didn’t ever give me any more ‘you a yankee’ crap.
So it all worked out, and I fetched the toemotah, wherever/whenever he wanted.
Yeah, you gotta pay yer dues, but you gotta stand yer ground too…..it’s a fine line.
Warrigal
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At school I picked up the nickname Bodo which was what Aussies do to surnames.
My family name was Bowditch.
When I was about to enter university I asked my friends to leave Bodo behind.
They did but very soon I had a new nickname.
The boys dubbed me Charlie Brown and the reason why escapes me to this day.
Perhaps it was my naivete. I was very young and clueless, and much too trusting.
Anyway, I didn't like it very much because I didn't identify with it.
My family name was Bowditch.
When I was about to enter university I asked my friends to leave Bodo behind.
They did but very soon I had a new nickname.
The boys dubbed me Charlie Brown and the reason why escapes me to this day.
Perhaps it was my naivete. I was very young and clueless, and much too trusting.
Anyway, I didn't like it very much because I didn't identify with it.
Ha ! My dad called me Charlie Brown when I was a kid but I embraced it because I was a huge fan of the comic and it fit me at the time.
A2ZGrammie
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Ha! I was named after my great uncle Charlie Brown. (my name is Charlene)
my dog's name is Charlie Brown
my dad used to call me Charlie Brown
I drove a "tomato" for 8 years here in NC, though I prefer the term fork lift. I thought I was very cool. Fork lifts rock.
Any how....the nickname I have that I hate is Char. If my name is Charlene, why is it hard to pronounce the whole thing? Maybe I'm nit-picky, but I hate it.
my dog's name is Charlie Brown
my dad used to call me Charlie Brown
I drove a "tomato" for 8 years here in NC, though I prefer the term fork lift. I thought I was very cool. Fork lifts rock.
Any how....the nickname I have that I hate is Char. If my name is Charlene, why is it hard to pronounce the whole thing? Maybe I'm nit-picky, but I hate it.
Forklifts, stackers, riding pallet jacks do rock
However
Bobcats will send you to another planet
Great post, Charlene
ProsperosDaughter
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Where do I start? I have incredibly fair skin and very large full lips. I think my lips have been the same size all my life and I finally grew into them as an adult.
Starting when I was in grammar my nicknames were Casper and Fish Lips.:aargh: Since all the kids from my neighborhood went on to the same Jr and Sr Highs (combined with other grammar schools); you guessed it the nicknames followed.
Starting when I was in grammar my nicknames were Casper and Fish Lips.:aargh: Since all the kids from my neighborhood went on to the same Jr and Sr Highs (combined with other grammar schools); you guessed it the nicknames followed.