There are some people in life who just do not pay attention whatsoever. I have shared this same theme before, but today was just the breaking point for me in one certain area.
Today, I had two, yes TWO!, people call me "Frank".
Why? you may ask...
I have no idea.
Yes, my last name is "Franks", but when my name is clearly displayed on a name badge on my desk or in my email signature or is distinctly stated on my voice mail or when co-workers and friends properly enunciate K-E-V-I-N near the person, why do people still call me "Frank"?
Is there a logical reason for such utter lack of attention?
Should I start calling them "Jones" or "Smith" or "Whitaker"? We are certainly not in the military nor on a sports team.
What will it take to make them grasp the concept of my proper given name? A sharp look? A swift kick in the rear? A quick reply?
Maybe...but what do I end up doing? Just mumbling "hey" as I pass by.
So much for my intense desire to correct their continuing error.
Or maybe, deep down, I realize that some people just can't be helped.
SIGH
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