My whole life. It’s just my name. No big deal….
But seriously. I have worked for this district for 24 years and this happens on a regular basis. Today it was at a conference.
It’s just my name. And it is hard to spell–bonus since my last name is spelled correctly this time–and I get it. BUT….that sinking feeling I had this morning when I picked up my name tag is a feeling I would like to avoid.
Is it important? I think so. I would want it for a kid in my classroom so I think it would be….oh I don’t know….respectful….kind….courteous….and this list could go on and on.
But back to this question: Is it important? I think it is. I think it means that no one cares enough to double check to see if they have spelled my name correctly.
And that boils down to relationships. #justsayin’