Friday, April 25, 2014

That's Not My Name....

Over the years people have butchered my name and apologized for getting it wrong. The biggest mistake is that people call me ANGIE, when my name is ANJAE... People think I am weird and spell it differently because I want to be fancy. Nope, not the case, its the name my father gave me. When I was younger I would get upset that people couldn't say my name but now its just comical. I am part of a group that meets twice a week, and for some reason one of the woman has decided that my name is Deidre. Not sure where she got that from, but I have yet to correct her, because she says my name in a whisper-which makes me feel that she knows that isn't my name and just doesn't want to be called out about getting it wrong. I kept laughing on the inside yesterday, because she said it several times and I wanted to sing this song to her :


"That's Not My Name"


Four letter word just to get me along
It's a difficulty and I'm biting on my tongue and I
I keep stalling, keeping me together
People around gotta find something to say now

Holding back, everyday the same
Don't wanna be a loner
Listen to me, oh no
I never say anything at all
But with nothing to consider they forget my name (ame, ame, ame)

[Chorus:]
They call me 'hell'
They call me 'Stacey'
They call me 'her'
They call me 'Jane'
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
They call me 'quiet'
But I'm a riot
Mary-Jo-Lisa
Always the same
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name

Now that would just be wrong of me right? Well, I know who I am and being called Deidre isn't the worst thing to be called. So, I let this one go and move on. But That's not my name...

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