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What Is In A Name?

Posted Tuesday, November 27, 2012, at 7:50 PM

Betsy is a nickname bestowed upon me early in my life. My parental units did not want me to be called Liz or Lizzie -- no offense to those folks with those names -- since my given name is Elizabeth.

They chose Betsy and that is what I was called from the time I was little. Growing up, there was a girl a grade ahead of me whose name was Bitzy. For most of each fall, my 'new' teachers would call me Bitzy. Usually by Christmas time, I was Betsy again.

My name is not difficult to spell or say. At least I don't think so. However, it can be a challenge to some individuals. It used to irritate the beejeebers out of me but over the years I have found the misspellings to be humorous.

I have seen variations of my name spelled - Betsie, Besty, Betty, Betsey. I got a valentine in sixth grade addressed to Beasty. I had someone call me Bepsi. That one is a combination of Betsy and Pepsi. The explanation is the person was talking to me and was thinking about getting a soda so she called me Bepsi. I have a co-worker that calls me that every time he sees me. It makes me laugh.

Just this week I received a new spelling to Betsy. The caller asked my name. I said Betsy. He called me Beth three times. When he asked for the work email, I had to spell the address and when he called me Beth again. I said --"My name is Betsy. B E T S Y." Okay he said. I didn't hold out much hope that he had gotten it right.

Not ten minutes later, the email came addressed "Hi Betfy".

Seriously? I just cracked up. A friend pointed out that the s and f can sound alike. That is true and that may have been what happened. But Betfy? This latest one just got added to the top of my "How to Misspell My Name List."

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I have three first names that I go by, one is my real name I sign on checks that I have never gone by. From the time I was little my family gave me a nickname that I went by until I was in my late 20's. Then someone pinned a nickname on me that stuck with me for years.

When people call me on the phone I know if it is family, friends or business. I've learned to live with it. So on my face-book. which I rarely go on, if people are looking for me, they can find me.

The ironic thing is, a girlfriend and I was going on a cruise that needed a passport. I had to get an original birth certificate, not a copy. Well! I had to call the record department in the state of Nebraska, guess what? I got through right away. This never happens when dealing with the state of California, you are on the phone for hours, the left hand doesn't know what the right hand is doing. Then people wonder why we are a dysfunctional state. I get the birth certificate and the name is baby boy, with my last name. My parents hadn't named me in time. I could have changed my name to anything I wanted. I chose to honer my parents and gave the officials my real name. Life is a beach, and then you dive!

-- Posted by Keda46 on Sat, Dec 22, 2012, at 8:45 PM

This reminds me of the time my mom and I were at a fast food place in Kearney. The gal at the counter asked for a name, and she said, "Anita." The woman gave her a puzzled look and asked her for her name two more times. When our order came, the name she had written on the receipt was "Oneetha." Oh well. We had a good laugh.

-- Posted by saveryhinze on Thu, Nov 29, 2012, at 4:35 PM

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