You are correct. I never knew car-ee was an option until very recently. I've known lots of Care-ees and never a Car-ee, so I thought someone was fucking with me when they asked how I pronounced my name.
When people get mad or frustrated when someone mispronounces their name when it clearly has more than 1 possible pronunciation. I had to call someone who I've never met and they got exasperated when I used the wrong pronunciation.
Ex: Caroline (caro-lynn or caro-line) Tara (tare-uh or tar-uh)
Unless I've met you and heard your name verbally I've only got a 50% chance. Give me a break.
Or when people get pissy because you spell their name wrong, even though they did not tell you how to spell it in the first place.
My name is constantly mispronounced and misspelled. It happens. People need to get over it.
That's fair, but know that you're the exception. Lots of those people are just inconsiderate.
I would not say that I am the exception necessarily. There are lots of "invisible" disabilities that may affect a person's ability to stand on the bus. My point is that you cannot make snap judgments about people based on appearances, so you might as well give them the benefit of the doubt instead of immediately assuming that they are inconsiderate assholes.
As someone with an "invisible" disability, I still have to agree with emilie. I have logged countless hours on NYC buses and trains and watched people be huge jerks for absolutely no reason. I have seen people avoid eye contact with pregnant women. I have watched teenagers bitch out old ladies for asking if they could have their seats. I've even witnessed grown men refuse to close their legs to free up a seat. They now give out tickets for "man-spreading" because of how inconsiderate people can be on public transportation. Even when I was on crutches I couldn't get people to give me a seat.
The sad fact is there are alot of people that are just rude and could not give two shits about other people.
I will also never understand why our 80lb dog has to lay in the hallway in front of the stairs in the dark. If she wasn't all white I probably would have broken my knee by now. She doesn't lay length either, her nose touchs one wall and her butt is squished up against the opposite side. Weirdo dog.
I will also never understand why our 80lb dog has to lay in the hallway in front of the stairs in the dark. If she wasn't all white I probably would have broken my knee by now. She doesn't lay length either, her nose touchs one wall and her butt is squished up against the opposite side. Weirdo dog.
I just made a ridiculous noise while reading this. So cute. So dangerous.
I will also never understand why our 80lb dog has to lay in the hallway in front of the stairs in the dark. If she wasn't all white I probably would have broken my knee by now. She doesn't lay length either, her nose touchs one wall and her butt is squished up against the opposite side. Weirdo dog.
Our orange cat is pretty much the same beige color as our carpet and likes to lay on the stairs, stretched from one side to the other. It's a lot of fun.
I will also never understand why our 80lb dog has to lay in the hallway in front of the stairs in the dark. If she wasn't all white I probably would have broken my knee by now. She doesn't lay length either, her nose touchs one wall and her butt is squished up against the opposite side. Weirdo dog.
This is a dog thing, I think. Our 15lb shih tzu likes to lay right at the top of the stairs in exactly the same way. I think it makes him feel taller, or something.
The sad fact is there are alot of people that are just rude and could not give two shits about other people.
I was taking the bus across the city on Tuesday. An old old man got on with his cane. There were no seats so he was holding on to the hanging handles. I was far in the back of the bus and would have gladly given up my seat had he been closer to me. A woman a few rows from him got up and clearly stated it was his seat. He smiled, grateful, and I watched him gingerly walk closer and closer to the seat at every stop. Just before he got there, a younger man sat right down in the seat. I was like "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?"
Little old man gave a sigh and kept on pressing to the back of the bus. A man behind me jumped up and guarded the seat until he got there.
I get legitimate anxiety on buses when someone in obvious need gets on and no one even moves. Yes, there are invisible disabilities and I'm not discounting them. But, I think if you ride public transit then you need to be aware. Assess the person getting on and decide if they need the seat more than you do. If you can't give up your seat, then you can't. But, I don't believe for one second that 100% of the people who watched that little old man walk down the bus aisle and wouldn't get up had an invisible disability. Nope.
The sad fact is there are alot of people that are just rude and could not give two shits about other people.
I was taking the bus across the city on Tuesday. An old old man got on with his cane. There were no seats so he was holding on to the hanging handles. I was far in the back of the bus and would have gladly given up my seat had he been closer to me. A woman a few rows from him got up and clearly stated it was his seat. He smiled, grateful, and I watched him gingerly walk closer and closer to the seat at every stop. Just before he got there, a younger man sat right down in the seat. I was like "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?"
Little old man gave a sigh and kept on pressing to the back of the bus. A man behind me jumped up and guarded the seat until he got there.
I get legitimate anxiety on buses when someone in obvious need gets on and no one even moves. Yes, there are invisible disabilities and I'm not discounting them. But, I think if you ride public transit then you need to be aware. Assess the person getting on and decide if they need the seat more than you do. If you can't give up your seat, then you can't. But, I don't believe for one second that 100% of the people who watched that little old man walk down the bus aisle and wouldn't get up had an invisible disability. Nope.
I will also never understand why our 80lb dog has to lay in the hallway in front of the stairs in the dark. If she wasn't all white I probably would have broken my knee by now. She doesn't lay length either, her nose touchs one wall and her butt is squished up against the opposite side. Weirdo dog.
Our orange cat is pretty much the same beige color as our carpet and likes to lay on the stairs, stretched from one side to the other. It's a lot of fun.
Our cat likes to lay in the center of the living room stretched out, or directly behind doors so that she can freak out when you hit her with it.
I may or may not have one of those names (or actually a similar name) IRL... please don't skin suit me! I've definitely learned to be patient when my name is mispronounced, because it happens often.
But a helpful tip... usually (but probably not always), Caroline is pronounced how it looks: Caro-LINE. If it's spelled Carolyn, then it's usually Caro-LYNN. I'm sure there are exceptions but that's typically what I've seen.
Which brings me to something I'll never understand: People who spell their name one way (to use your example, Caroline) but pronounce it another (i.e. Carolyn) and then get mad when someone pronounces it the typical way.
My parents technically spelled my sisters name wrong on accident. She pronounces it the way of the other spelling.
Which brings me to something I'll never understand: People who spell their name one way (to use your example, Caroline) but pronounce it another (i.e. Carolyn) and then get mad when someone pronounces it the typical way.
My parents technically spelled my sisters name wrong on accident. She pronounces it the way of the other spelling.
Me too. I hate having to explain so i've pretty much given up correcting people.
I don't get grown people who talk with their mouth open. Clearly they don't understand that if their mouth is full of food they are unable to carry on a conversation without showing everyone their food and/or talking incoherently because their mouth is full of food!
You're more of a "just shoot me a text message" kind of person, aren't you?
(this is kind of science profession specific but probably similar things happen in other industries)
I don't understand people who use the last of a reagent/flask/tube/other supplies and don't order a new box. You are not the only person working in this lab! It drives me crazy that most people I work with care so little about others that they will inconvenience everyone else in the lab rather than spend 5 minutes to order a replacement box.
YESSSS. I do 99% of the purchasing in my department, and people are CONSTANTLY coming to me all bent out of shape because "we are out of 1 micron filters!!" or "there is no more heat transfer fluid!!!"
GDI, tell me before it becomes an emergency!! I tend to order extra of things and keep them stored away, unbeknownst to them, so that it buys me time before they run out.
(this is kind of science profession specific but probably similar things happen in other industries)
I don't understand people who use the last of a reagent/flask/tube/other supplies and don't order a new box. You are not the only person working in this lab! It drives me crazy that most people I work with care so little about others that they will inconvenience everyone else in the lab rather than spend 5 minutes to order a replacement box.
YESSSS. I do 99% of the purchasing in my department, and people are CONSTANTLY coming to me all bent out of shape because "we are out of 1 micron filters!!" or "there is no more heat transfer fluid!!!"
GDI, tell me before it becomes an emergency!! I tend to order extra of things and keep them stored away, unbeknownst to them, so that it buys me time before they run out.
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