Misadventures in McAllen!

 Say my name, say my name!

For the next year I'll be posting about my adventures and misadventures in McAllen. So without further ado, here is my first misadventure:

While Joe and I were in McAllen for the day looking for a place to live, I was calling around to see what was available. One potential landlord asked me to spell my name, so I did. After a pause, she calmly told me--with dead seriousness--I was pronouncing my name "incorrectly." She then promptly corrected me. My full name is long and perhaps a bit unusual, and some do pronounce it wrong or throw in an extra letter somewhere, but in my 20+ years of existence I've never had someone tell me I was saying my own name wrong. She hung up before I could argue the matter. I wanted to say, "Thanks! I was never sure I was saying it right!" Ultimately we decided to go with another property, so, unfortunately, I won't have a landlord who thinks she taught a grown woman how to pronounce her own name.