I was at the bank this morning, sitting comfortably on the couch in that over air conditioned part of the building. My turn is not yet up so I have to wait, maybe a couple of customers after, I will be called.
A voice over echoed the customer service department. No one stood up. I did not stand up, it was not me, I am sure – yet everyone is looking at me! The Arab guy calling the customer name on the microphone repeated again and again, his pronounciation exactly like this: “Grrrassy”, with extra-heavy accent on the GR consonant cluster and a long hiss on the series of s at the last.
Would you even think he was referring to me? I did not have a single clue that my name, when pronounced in Arabic would sound like “Grrrassy”.
Has anyone murdered your name yet?