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Originally posted by dtb
I do not have the same last name as my husband and children (it is just the way the Spanish-speaking world rolls - by and large), and it really chaps mr.dtb's ass when people call him mr.dtb (hmm, I don't know how to do that in some cutesy way...). When I get calls at the office, and when he identifies himself as my husband, the people who answer the phone say, "Oh, Hello Mr. [my last name]". He used to get all pissed off, but he's given up - I think he realized it was no big whoop.
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Mrs. Finch doesn't have my last name -- so I guess she's not really Mrs. Finch. I'm always kind of surprised when women change their names; I'm not sure why anyone would, or why any man should care (leaving aside LFM's emasculation point). Unless you just don't like your name, or like the parent it came from -- that I can understand.
I've been called Mr. not-Finch a few times, usually when travelling and going to a hotel or restaurant where my wife made the reservation. I can't imagine being bothered by that. I also can't imagine having my ass chapped; it sounds pretty painful, whatever it is (in SF, asses and chaps can be combined to horrible effect).
Hyphens are a horrible idea. Nothing in the middle of the road but yellow stripes and dead armadillos, as the saying goes.
