It all started with Puff Daddy. He was one of many that could not decide what exactly he wanted to be called. It went from Puff Daddy to P. Diddy to Sean Combs… what’s it going to be?
I once knew this lady who had a son, and at the time he was probably about 14 years old and his name was Timothy. At a family party, she actually made him wear a shirt that said my name is Timothy, not Tim or Timmy. Like who cares? Nicknames, new names, what’s the point?
Well with many of my roommate’s love escapades, her well.. ex boyfriend, decided to drop the last letter of his first name. Like what? You think you’re better than everyone else? It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. Maybe it was a disguise, a way to make himself feel better as if he became a new person, because I’ll tell you, the first person he was… was a winner!
So when I hear this “That’s Not My Name” by the Ting Tings, it just makes me giggle because I can’t wait for the day where you go up to someone and you address them as the person you once knew them as and now they’re someone completely different. It happens everday doesn’t it? That someone you thought was your friend isn’t, or someone you may have had a foul first impression of turned out not to be too shabby… well lets just add to the 21st century lingo. Get use to it kids, next thing you know, you’ll be like “Hey _____ ” and they’ll just simply reply, that’s not my name. What a headache.
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