Utter Confusion, Wild-Eyed Observations and Extremely Random and Bizarre Thoughts and Dreams
Tuesday, October 30, 2018
I'm Not Mikey!!!
Guy at work …. youngish guy ….. calls me "Mikey." I think that I ought to know your name and you ought to at least be within a twenty year window, younger or older, then myself, before you can call me Mikey. This is like a four decade gap and it just doesn't feel proper. Well maybe it's proper because who am I to say what's proper or not, but I still don't like it. I think that by default I've earned a miniscule amount of respect in my life. Ask me if I have an issue with it. If your grandfathers name was Michael, would you like your friends to refer to him as "Mikey?" I draw the line at three or four of my closest friends. They have the green light.
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