My last name is Marling.
In the past I have blogged about how frustrated I get when people misspell my first name or forget it altogether. Really, people… Lesley (with an e-y) is not that hard to remember.
Little did I realize in June when I changed my last name that it would also be a point of difficulty for the general public. People usually just pronounce my last name “Marley” or completely ignore the ‘g’ at the end and pronounce it “Marlin”. My last name is not a fish or a character from Finding Nemo. My Gender Roles professor calls me Lesley Morlin, and I’m convinced I am the only person in the class she calls by both their first and last name. Except that Morlin isn’t my last name. My last name is Marling. Mar. Ling. M-A-R-L-I-N-G. Marling. Really, it’s said just like it’s spelled.
Well, my most recent run-in with the last name confusion was when I was calling a hair salon to schedule an appointment. (I leave for Cambodia in a week and would prefer not to have to worry about shaggy hair while I’m gone). Anyway, here is the conversation that ensued. Nancy at the hair salon asked me what my name was. I said, “Lesley Marling.” She replied, slightly perplexed, “What did you say your last name was? Mullen?” (That’s certainly a new one, by the way.) I politely corrected her saying, “Actually, its Marling. M-A-R-L-I-N-G.” Sadly, I find it easier just to spell it. And yet, Nancy still responds, very proud of herself, “Oh, I got it! Mullen!”
Moral of the story [again]: Names matter. Please get them right.