Occasionally, in a public place or some other situation, someone will call you by a name that is not your own. I’m very curious as to why this happens (besides the obvious, “gee, maybe he/she forgot”) but I’m even more curious as to what names everyone has been called.
The one I remember most is Steve. I was actually called Steve twice by the same person on two separate occasions, even though we had talked many times in-between. It just doesn’t feel “right”, though… I don’t think I could ever be Steve.
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