My name is Susanne but I never heard it growing up, except on the first day of school when the teacher did roll call. “It’s Susie,’ I replied and so it was until I began working at Prudential Mutual Savings Bank in downtown Seattle.
One day I answered the phone, “Susie speaking,” and it no longer fit. So I went with the name on the birth certificate and set out to retrain everyone.
“It’s Susanne,'” I said over and over, until everyone made the switch and so it has been ever since.
Until I started my blog that is, and the cats decided to call me Sue. And in the words of Johnny Cash, “What could I do?”
“Isn’t that right boys?” I asked.
“Yes Sue,” said Tiger.
“That’s right Sue,” said Benji.
“But why?” I asked still puzzled myself.
“Maybe it’s easier for you to type,” said Tiger.
“Maybe it’s easier for us to say,” said Benji.
“Makes sense to me,” I replied.
~ Susanne (aka ‘Sue’), Tiger, and Benji.