As you might know, my name is Kris. And I’m a guy. It’s short for Kristoffer. (Actually, if you’re reading this, you most certainly know these things unless you are very unobservant, as 110% of people reading this are either a friend, relative, or both.)
But I just found something out — Kris is a girl’s name.
A big part of my job includes inviting people to speak at conferences. And nobody knows who the hell I am. Here are some recent e-mail replies I’ve gotten (rest assured, I do sign my e-mails with my actual name, “Kris”).
This one is, after 27 years, beyond expected:
Hi Chris,
It looks OK to me.
Nobody spells the name “Kris” with a “K”. So that author is forgiven.
Weirder is this:
Hi Kevin. I submitted . . . that I thought would be widely popular.
He probably just mixed me up with my brother Kevin. Who he’s never met.
Still weirder is this:
Kim:
I would be pleased to present . . . in Denver.
All I can think is that he read “Kris,” thought “girl,” and then just replaced the name with whatever he thought I should be called.
These are from two different authors:
Karen, No problem on the revision.
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Karen –
Agreed.
I should really take the hint and go by “Karen” from now on.
Finally, here are two replies (in chronological order) from the same author:
Kris,
Please include the following in your upcoming enewsletters . . .
Yes!
Kevin,
Can you confirm you received this and you have what is needed for the next enewsletter?
No!
I’ve thought about this for way longer than I should’ve: She knew I was a “Kris” through e-mail, then we spoke on the phone, she heard (from my manly voice) that I was of the male persuasion, then (who’s heard of a boy named “Kris”?) she changed my name to Kevin.
Obviously.
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