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lavendertook on the issue of nicknames
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metaquotes*chews tobacco, adjusts mask, and pushes back cowboy hat*
You knew the risks when you named him, ma'am. it's a hard world full of people who would steal the shirt off your back for a carwash while using baking soda for toothpaste. Where people put violets in terrariums and shoe laces in the gutter. You can't expect people to use the form of a name you want for your kid any more than you can expect them to put chlorine in a pickle jar, let alone direct your kid to the right class room.
It will get worse, ma'am, before it gets better. That's just the nature of things. So either you get used to it, or you get a trebuchet. Every time one of them suckers gets it wrong, you fling a female sheep at them. They say, "Andy" look up in the air and shout, "EWE!" Next time, they'll say, "And . . . er . . . EWE." Eventually, it will come naturally. And they'll know not to cross you, ever.
It takes grit to live in these parts., ma'am. Let alone the steely resolve to make people use the form of the name you want for your kid. You know what you gotta do. It's either that, or get a slurpy and head back to civilization, and you don't seem like the faint-hearted type to me. Give 'em hell and your kid will be grateful to you for the rest of his days. Maybe not so crazy about you at 4:23 pm EST, but you can't have it all.
*pushes down cowboy hat, jumps on trusty adult tricycle, and rides into the sunset*
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You knew the risks when you named him, ma'am. it's a hard world full of people who would steal the shirt off your back for a carwash while using baking soda for toothpaste. Where people put violets in terrariums and shoe laces in the gutter. You can't expect people to use the form of a name you want for your kid any more than you can expect them to put chlorine in a pickle jar, let alone direct your kid to the right class room.
It will get worse, ma'am, before it gets better. That's just the nature of things. So either you get used to it, or you get a trebuchet. Every time one of them suckers gets it wrong, you fling a female sheep at them. They say, "Andy" look up in the air and shout, "EWE!" Next time, they'll say, "And . . . er . . . EWE." Eventually, it will come naturally. And they'll know not to cross you, ever.
It takes grit to live in these parts., ma'am. Let alone the steely resolve to make people use the form of the name you want for your kid. You know what you gotta do. It's either that, or get a slurpy and head back to civilization, and you don't seem like the faint-hearted type to me. Give 'em hell and your kid will be grateful to you for the rest of his days. Maybe not so crazy about you at 4:23 pm EST, but you can't have it all.
*pushes down cowboy hat, jumps on trusty adult tricycle, and rides into the sunset*
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