I stayed after church on Sunday to help decorate for Vacation Bible Camp. At the beginning we all introduced ourselves, although I never really count on anyone actually remembering my name (probably because I never count on me actually remembering anyone's name).
Later in the afternoon, one of the women came up to ask me a question. "Jessica?" she inquired, her voice indicating her uncertainty that my name was, in fact, Jessica.
"Stephanie," I helpfully corrected her.
"Well. That makes sense. You look like a Stephanie." (Hooray!)
"No problem...most people call me Stacie."
The woman I was working with turned around and said, "That's what I always want to call you!"
It's true. Most people--friends and family aside--want to call me Stacie. Two of my co-workers who really ought to know better consistently call me Stacie. I've stopped correcting them; now I even respond to the incorrect moniker.
Nine times out of ten, when someone calls me the wrong name they call me Stacie. Occasionally I get called Jennifer (must be because of the middle "f" sound Stephanie and Jennifer share). I've now been called Jessica.
But for whatever reason "Stephanie" doesn't stick in the brain of a new acquaintance. "Stacie" does. Some people say it's because my last name sounds similar to "Stacie"; others say it's the similar beginning and ending sounds. Whatever it is...it's a bit mysterious. Familiar, but mysterious.
Yesterday morning as I was helping out with registration at Vacation Bible Camp, I was telling my friend the Stacie/Stephanie story. As I finished, the pastor of my church walked by and greeted me. "Hi Stacie!"
Does this happen to anyone else, or am I the only one who has a name no one can remember?