So yesterday I was IMing my bestest and telling her that I had just started blogging. Naturally she asked for my blogging name and I suddenly came over all shy and told her I would tell her in a few weeks when I have got the hang of it all. Well this led to an international phone call and a focussed interrogation. After 10 minutes I capitulated and told her "Delicious Diva"
I wasn't mentally or emotionally prepared for the howls of laughter I heard at the end of the phone. You know, the kind of laughter that carries you along but you are a little slower cos you don't completely get the joke?
I was perplexed. Ok, so I'm no supermodel but I scrub up quite nicely as my ex told me. So why the laghter. We rang off and she was still laughing about me not staying anonymous for long with a name like that. I went along but felt deflated.
If the one person who knew me well didn't think I could do Delicious then I was not going to be able to carry this alter ego off. I mean, we all choose names that reflect our inner selves as opposed to our everyday images.
I texted her soon after and told her that she had single handedly ended my blogging career. We to-ed and fro-ed for a while and then I broke it down for her. Before selecting the name I had spoken to the same said ex and asked him if DD was an appropriate name. He was clear that I had diva like qualities and that I was tasty. Ergo DD was born.
Then she real was in fits of hysterics. All this soul searching and self doubt was over the fact that she had heard Beaver as opposed to Diva.
Maybe I should be writing this to BT and asking them to get me a better telephone connection cos some mistakes can be soul shattering .....for all of 20 minutes but, that's long enough to question your name.
Tuesday, 20 May 2008
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