i suddenly remembered my old greek professor who was very traditional and addressed us by our last names. for two semesters he called me ms hang, ms hahng, ms huhng and other variations by substituting a number of vowels in the vicinity, deviating so much that one morning when he called on me i didn't even realise he meant me. last night at dinner shari was talking about everyone's right to be called by their correct names. *sadly* no one ever says my name right even if they get both syllables in nowadays they're always calling me minzhee or minzee or mingchee or something grating on those lines. six months ago i was wagging my tail that everyone got both syllables in and no one was calling me min. ah, how quickly excitement fades. less of this talk of rights, it only leads to dissatisfaction and can bring nothing but sorrow, she says sententiously.