sometimes i find it strange to hear someone say my name.

F.R.A.N.C.I.S.

F - financially unstable
R - rectally triangulated
A - assumingly assholish
N - nocturnally challenged
C - calibrated to forced celibracy
I - internally deranged
S - save the little children

most people i know; friends of mine, call me 'fran' for short. some, daringly enough, call me, 'franny.'

i, however, prefer those a lot more than 'francis.' i'm not sure why that is. maybe 'francis' is a tad bit too formal. that's what people at work call me, and i don't particularly like the people at work.

sometimes, when i'm leaving my name for, let's say, a reservation or what not, i would just say, 'frank.' it's easier to do so than to have them fumbling with the spelling of my name. and not to mention the dreaded; and oh, how much do i hate it, feminization of my name. F.R.A.N.C.E.S. how come people know that spelling and not my spelling? i mean shit, it's right there in the spelling of san francisco. right there!

i actually know several franceses. and as odd as it may sound, it's truly that odd. the first one was in college, and out of a class of about 50 people, i ended up having her working in my group project. i have a sneaky suspicion that the instructor got a kick out of that one. the second franceses was from work. i didn't like her very much because she was too demanding. the third one, just recently on a phone call. it's all very strange.

yes indeed.