So my name is Kylee.
Throughout my lifetime several handfuls of people just haven’t been able to grasp either my name or the spelling of it. Which boggles my mind because it’s about as phonetic as it could be: KY-lee.
I’ve been called:
And it’s been spelled:
However today someone with whom I’ve worked for a year a half actually emailed me and spelled my name, “Kulley.”
[Go ahead. I’ll wait. Wrinkle your brow. Absorb that.]
Which brings me to my next point: people who just don’t get it.
It appears that there are people in this world who just don’t quite get it.
One could propose that they don’t care if they get it or not.
One could propose that they’re self-absorbed.
One could propose that they’re dense.
One could propose they’ve just got a lot going on.
No matter. No importa. No big deal.
People are all different and I suppose that’s the lovely thing about life. Everyone is different.
Have a great weekend, everyone.