Hey friends! Jena asked me to guest post over here since she's going on a trip (so jealous!) and somehow I finagled my way into getting her to post on my blog this morning too. I'm Sar from [life of love], come read her post and say hi!
When Jena asked me to blog post, I figured I'd continue on with her theme of pet peeves.
My biggest pet peeve? People spelling my name wrong. It's Sarah. You know, with an h. Yes, I know it's silent. Yes, I know that others may see it as unnecessary (although the Bible has it too, and we all know the Bible is the Word). And yes, I know that you know many other people named Sarah, or Sara, or Sarag (you know, the silent g), but please get it right.
If you email me and don't realize that my email address contains my name (with an h), that's okay. I'll let it go. But after the first reply, when I sign my name as Sarah, it's just plain ignorant to misspell it. And when I remember to spell your name correctly, even if it's Danyell (I know one), Jaimie (yeah, two i's), or Carleigh ('cuz Carly was too common), I don't complain, I just refer to you in writing correctly. 'Cuz I'm nice like that.
All you of non-Sarahs probably don't feel the same way, or maybe nobody has ever consistently buchered your name. I've been working with my major professor for four years now and I still get emails addressed to "Sara."
And that's the story of why I go by Sar.