My name is Christine. Like the Stephen King novel…
And the song by KISS…
My name is Christine. [Chris-TEEN]. Not an unusual name and I like it. It could’ve gone another way…
Today two people called me Christina. [Chris-TEENA].
Christina is a very nice name. In fact, I think it’s more beautiful than Christine — which is a bit more stiff and WASPy. As a short plump descendant of Balkan mountain people, I would never be mistaken for a mangiacake. But that’s my name. I didn’t anglicize it — that’s what my parents choose. My Macedonian parents named me Christine — really.
Christine! Christine! Christine!
The first person can be forgiven (this time) as she has only known me for a year or so and does not deal with me that often.
The second person in question has been calling me that other name for over seven years. I always correct this individual very good-naturedly but after seven years one can be forgiven for a bit of annoyance.
Maybe I should start strolling around with my new tote bag.
Or maybe I need to update my wardrobe…
. . . and Siouxsie And The Banshees, “Christine” from the 1980 7″ single (remember 7″ singles?) “Eve White, Eve Black”.
Check out Siouxsie Sioux and her Banshees here http://www.vamp.org/Siouxsie/.