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So, there’s this guy at work who keeps calling me Kenny.
I don’t know why, exactly. It’s not my name. It is the name of another guy who started on the same day as me, but he’s at least four inches shorter than me, about 30 years old, and has a moustache.
Even odder, for the first two weeks or so Kenny and I had the job, this guy—let’s call him Wrongo—correctly identified me as Ryan and Kenny as, well, Kenny. Then for some crazy reason he got it into his head that I was Kenny, and now he keeps calling me that.
He still calls Kenny “Kenny.” I guess he’s decided it would be more fun to have two Kennys around. It’s like they always say, the more the Kennier. Some other folks at work theorized that Wrongo’s error is because Kenny is just a fun name to say, and I can’t argue with that. Kenny! Kenny Kenny Kenny. Kenny? Kenny.
I’m going to need some new retorts if this keeps up. I’ve already used, “You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to me?!” and “Hey—do you see a moustache anywhere on me? I don’t think so!”, as well as, “Yes, what’s up, Sherry?” Not too clever, I realize, but they show him the foolishness of his ways.
Here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to make this journal sticky, so it’ll stay at the top of the list. I’ll try to keep track of how often Wrongo gets my name correct or incorrect, and post updates about it in the comments section below. So check back here frequently, like almost as frequently as you check HomestarRunner.com.
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| Well next time he calls you Kenny, YOU just say...Hey, that's Buuuuud! |
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| Here's an update: On Wednesday, he didn't call me Kenny. He didn't call me Ryan, either-- I think he just called me "Hey." |
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| KENNY ROE... IT HAS A NICE RING TO IT, LIKE KENNEBUNKPORT. |
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| LIKE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SPELL MY NAME........................ |
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| Update: On Friday the guy had already left work when I got there, so he couldn't call me anything. I have several days of from work, so the next Kenny update may be a while. |
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| Next time, you could try saying, "No, I killed Kenny." |
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Update: Today, Aaron-- because that's the guy's real name-- first greeted me by saying, "Hey, Ryan-- I mean Kenny. I'm just kidding!" And later in the day he called me Ryan a couple times.
I think he may have finally figured out my name, especially because the real Kenny hasn't been at work in weeks, having found another part-time job. But we'll see. |
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Update: On Sunday, Aaron called me Ryan, but another guy called me Aaron. That's kind of funny, eh? Then a few minutes later, Aaron called me Sam, but he was joking. Sam is another guy at work.
On Monday, Aaron named me correctly. I guess maybe he's got it now... Perhaps I should have put up this sticky journal earlier. |
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| Yes, you should have put it up the first time he ever called you Kenny, in anticipation of all the times you knew were coming. |
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| Update: Today Aaron did not call me Kenny... but he did call me Robert! There are two guys named Robert at work already, so the last thing we need is for me to be Robert as well. Meanwhile, what's Aaron's deal? I would offer to wear a name tag, but I already do. |
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Update: Today, after everyone came back from several days off, Aaron greeted me by saying, "What's up, Ryan? You notice I didn't say Kenny!"
Well, by George, I think he's got it (I just hope he doesn't start calling me George). So I hereby unstick this journal. |
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