I’ve been in New York for just about four weeks now and my Starbucks habit has reached new heights and I’ve noticed something – I tend to sigh, a bit too loud, whenever I’m asked for my name. No matter how much I enjoy a frapp [with soya/soy milk ] here and there and I understand what it is the people at Starbucks are trying to do, it frustrates me when the person behind the counter brings out his or her pen to write my name on a cup. You see my name sounds one way and is spelt another – so having to spell my name on a daily basis has me sighing.
The real reason for sighing is because I sincerely dislike people spelling my name wrong, especially when I’ve spelt it out. It really isn’t that hard. Apart from spelling my name wrong, people then become hit wonders within seconds by remixing my name with their pronunciations, be it that I’m in the UK or in America, it seems to be a universal thing.
I think deep down the reason I sigh is because my name is deep with meaning, sweetness and “power” – so I get why some may struggle. 😉
I haven’t always felt so strongly about my name being spelt or said correctly, I was that child who didn’t mind my name being remixed be it at primary school where my peers and school teachers threw in their English twang to dissemble my name (Nigerians included lol). I’ve gone from Lie-dee to Lay-a-dee, even been referred to by my middle name because “Layide” was that hard for some *smh*.
How I wish I corrected everyone whoever said or spelt my name wrong at the time, but of course one cannot go back in time. Truth is, names – be it nicknames, real names or fake names – always stick! A community of people will always know you by it, so it’s important for me that it’s said right and spelt right.
You may say, “But it’s just a name, so what?” Well let me tell you what my name means so you understand why it’s important to me.
My name – OLAYIDE – means “This joy/wealth has come” or “My joy/wealth has come” (OLA orla – Joy/wealth; YI yee – This; DE de! – Has Come).
Indeed I am the joy/wealth of parents and to those around me, and I pray that I continue to do so! I’m not expecting everyone to get my name right, but I think it’s fair that they at least try…that’s all I ask.
I could also save myself the frustration and money and stop going to Starbucks, but we all know that isn’t going to happen and they have gotten my name right a few times – so I can’t fault them, but for more universal errors made by Starbucks check out: