Nathan deserves a raise
My nameplate at work shows my given name as: Johnathan, so I put a piece of tape over the 'h' so it shows as Jo nathan rather than request a new one. No-one really comes around who doesn't know me, let alone rely on the nameplate to establish my name, or so I thought. A fairly intense person came around to the pod, asking the guy behind me a question. He handballed off to me 'Jon, this is such and such, can you help with..
I noticed that a napkin partially obscured my nameplate over the Jo part showing:
About 15 minutes later, I was fairly immersed in my work and he stealthed me from behind. 'Nathan, just wondering if you could check this out.'
Mistake (1) I shouldn't have turned around when he said Nathan.
Mistake (2) At this stage I should've corrected him.
Mistake (3) I'd forgotten his name.
The end result was that I had to e-mail him something, so was compelled to acknowledge that I didn't know his name, however I thought I'd been called Nathan too many times to correct him. A bad decision by me...
My colleagues started to formulate plans how to reiterate my name without making him look like a fool should he come around again. Eg Politely interrupt the conversation and clearly say my name, talk about myself in the third person or the wonders of nameplates citing mine as an example. None of which I was going to try. I had to email him, so I thought he'd notice the 'From:' portion of the email that it was from a Jonathan and not a Nathan. Unless he though Nathan had an assistant named Jonathan?
Anyway about 30 minutes later he was back again and said: 'So is it Jonathan or Nathan?' problem solved...
Whenever someone has food stuck on their face I let them know, I just got stuck in an situation where I didn't think fast enough... At least it's not as bad when someone sent me an email addressing it to Joan. I got called Joanie for at least the next couple of months by anyone who knew...
3 Comments:
hehehe ... i really like the way you've recounted this episode, nathan - er, i mean jonno! there's nothing more awkward than when someone gets your name wrong, especially when it seems to be through no fault of their own. i simply hate correcting people - much in the same way that i feel bossy when i give a cab driver directions for dropping me off.
... and hats off to this dude for taking the initiative and asking you directly rather than continuing to puzzle over it ;p
I let one of the temp girls at work call me Sarah for nearlly three months!
AND i called a guy John for a year before he told me his name was Steve. How do you get John from Steve?
I'm utterly shite with names. Never forget a face but names allude me all the time.
Same thing happened to a friend of mine called John. I told some other friends about him but yet one person keeps thinking his name is George and keeps calling him that.
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