My little sister and I have always been close. She will even still, occasionally pick up the phone when I call. What can I say...you know someone loves you when they dodge your phone calls! It shows they really know you!
I was drawing a blank when trying to come up with an F Bomb Friday post to link up with my cyber sister MiMi, so I stole one from my real life sister. I thought it would be safe to say she wouldn't care. If she does, well, she can just continue to dodge my phone calls.
My sister's name is Brooks. Not Brooke. Not Brooklyn. BROOKS. As in Garth, or ...& Dunn. If I thought I had it rough in the past with my name, she had it that much worse. It's a family name, and when it is actually spelled correctly (if ever) it is mostly attributed to a man. Mail usually comes to a MR. Brooks _____. If people knew she was female, they automatically deamed her a "Brooke". It used to drive her crazy, and me by extension.
One summer, we went to Minnesota to go fishing with our grandparents. While there, we met a couple of girls, and became BFF's. Or, at least wrote letters to each other for about a week after we got home.
When we were introducing ourselves to these girls (who shall remain nameless, because I can't remember their names) they kept screwing up my sister's name. Each time we'd cringe, but I just made sure to enunciate her name every time I said it.
Finally, she had had enough. Very politely, she corrected one of the girls. "My name is NOT Brooke. It's Brooks." To which the girl replied. "Oh. I know. But I don't like that name, so I decided to call you Brooke instead."
What the?!?! Who died and made you the patron saint of name changes?!
We spent the rest of the time trying desperately to come up with alternate names to call them, to no avail. What can I say? I was 12, and hadn't quite reached my witty potential...
Now it's your turn to go link up. Actually, since I'm really late in posting, you probably already have. If not...go do it! You're such a slacker!