My name is Susanna

Dear XX,

You sent me an email today addressed to Suzanne. That is not my name. My name is Susanna. That is why I put it at the bottom of my email (maybe you didn’t see it?) It’s on my biog too. There is an “a” at the end. No “h”. Though if you added an “h” somehow I wouldn’t mind as much.

You see Suzanne is French. There is not an ounce of French in me. If you heard me pronounce “monsieur” this would immediately become apparent. Susanna is Italian and Spanish in origin and I have to say I feel pretty comfortable showing off with the occasional “vaminos ala playa” when needed (thanks Dora).

Only my mother, father, siblings and a few close friends from school call me Susie. I have never, ever been a Sue. There was a girl in my 6th grade class called Sue. She had long blond hair and blue eyes and looked like a Barbie doll. We weren’t anything alike.

Don’t worry though. You’re not the only person that does this. Other people do it regularly too — and it bugs me just as much — so please don’t take this personally.

Kind regards,

-SusannA

PS — I originally published this last year, but it’s been THAT KIND OF DAY. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

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