I found something funny as I was cleaning out my study today. Back in the mid 1990’s I worked in the credit department for Daytons/Hudsons/Marshall Fields in Minneapolis. I had to sit and take phone calls from pissed off people regarding their charge cards for 8 hours at a time. It was pretty miserable but, over the year+ that I worked there I compiled a list of names of actual customers. It was pretty hilarious because you would get the customer’s account information on the screen so you’d see their name (among other info) before you would patch their call through. Some of these names had me rolling and it was pretty hard to maintain any composure when speaking to these people as a result. Anyway, here’s the list … Thank heaven my folks didn’t tag me with one of these monikers! Dorcus Hole, Mrs. Lulu Mae Loshbough, Baby Loreto O. Vertudes, Noviest A. Panty, Dshon Moonshine, Shirley A. Dick, Rachel F. Fang, Lisa and Steve Schwinghammer, Lovely Leggs, Modern Man, Denise Death (who fairly SCREAMED the pronounciation at me over the phone when I read it as written, “IT’S DEETH!!!”), Deborah Deathrage, Holly Head, Penny Lane, Mary Smariege (pronounced, “Smare-idge”), Lawrence and Karen Kielbasa, David J. Bowie, Jesus Oppenhiemer (“Prince of Peace and creator of the Atomic Bomb all rolled into one man?!?!), Lovey Bush, Freddie B. Logwood, Rockets Red Glare (Okay, he was a local artist who had legally changed his name…), Merko Matic, Willi Zogg … … . Well, I entered them as a list, but the Leppo-gremlins had other formatting ideas. . .