Unbelievable.

I don’t know who, & I’m not asking, told you my name was so & so. I didn’t tell you that. You heard me tell someone else my name. You question me. So I tell you what my name is. You won’t let it go. It disturbs you that my name is this & not that. Ok. You say you’re so used to calling me that yet we hardly ever, close to never, talk in order for you to use either name with any sort of regularity. Who you talking to where you are so accustomed to using any name concerning me? This is a first for me someone distressed about what my name is/ain’t. I’m not having another conversation with you again about my name. Trust & Believe. Bring it up to me again & you’ll be ignored as if you’re invisible.