Pet Peeve

Do you have one? Something that makes your blood bfrustrationoil whenever it happens? Well, I do, and for me it's pretty big. It's a stupid, simple thing, but I really hate it when people get my last name wrong. My last name is Hebert, pronounced Hee-bert, or, the correct French pronunciation, which sounds like "A-bear". I'm okay fine with people calling me a bear... But I actually turn into one when people call me "Herbert", as in HER-BERT. Yep, I do. I hate it.

(at the bank) "Good afternoon, Mrs. HeRbert, how are you today?" Me; "It's HE-bert, I'm fine, thanks"
(at the grocery) "You saved $21.04 today, Mrs. HeRbert!" Me; "It's HE-bert, and thank you"
(at the doctor's office, when it's my turn) "VALERIE HERBERT" Me, "HE-BERT, It's Valerie HEBERT!!!"

My husband warned me about this when I married him, and he's learned to roll with it over the years... well, his entire lifetime. We've been married nearly 20 years, and it STILL affects me when people get my name wrong. Yeah, I know, my annoyance gene goes into overdrive with this. I can't help it. I think it's... well, I won't name what I think it is. I'm going to let my polite gene override me about now.

Well, my pet peeve was roiled mighty big today, and I can't even talk about it to you yet, I'm still boiling inside... but I'll spill the beans tomorrow, when I've cooled down a wee bit... (calming, mellow, big, deep breath...)