Sloane Vs. Daphne
I'm currently reading this book called 'I Was Told There'd Be Cake' by Sloane Crosley, a liberal Jewish New Yorker who compiled a whole bunch of personal anecdotes into one publication. I've been really awful - and I mean REALLY awful - at keeping up with my reading as of.. well.. 1998 probably, so when I wandered into the bookshop I was pretty confused about what to choose. I chose her book out of the rest because:
* The title - it reminds me of my self-defining JKC bracelet which says 'I want to have my cake and eat it.'
* I was about to board a 17 hour flight with no internet connection and will then be slumming/ working in a hotel proximal to the airport area for at least 5 days of my trip.
* ALWAYS judge a book by its cover - a floral mattress background held some odd sentimental connection?
* The first page enraptured me - she talks of death. Or more like the hypothetical situation of family and items after your own death.
* It was in the 'Recommended' section - so shoot me.
Anyway she must have enraptured lots of people because all her reviews stink of individuals relating, or assuming that others could relate to her.
But it really does have some relation to me, as I found yesterday on page 77. She laments about her name being 'Sloane' and how many ways people took the mick out of her in the past and now. And then she goes onto say that she could have been and wouldn't have objected to being a Daphne.
Well I'm here to make known that Daphne isn't all that you think it is:
1) People call you Daffy Duck, or just Daff and chuckle loudly.
2) Having the whole class snigger in Biology when learning about water fleas' scientific name - Daphnia
3) Difficulty in cold-calling people because half the conversation surrounds the confusion of 'Stephanie' versus 'Daphne'.
4) Placing reservations at restaurants and having the waiter/ waitress record your name as 'Dafne', 'Daphane'. I'm surprised it never evolved to 'Dolphin'. Hmm.
5) The same above applies for christmas/ birthday cards.
6) Having supposed friends mutate Daphne into something like daftknee.
7) For first-time Daphne-meeters, they will inexplicably turn your name into a 3-syllable vocal - Daph-fer-nee.
8) 'Hey, like from the Scooby gang!' -rolls eyes-
9) Having my attention peak when someone starts to say 'Def-finitely'.
10) Hating the fact that I had the same first name as Daphne Zuniga who played a bitchy character on Melrose Place (love her in One Tree Hill though).
Oh well, I guess I certainly wouldn't have minded being a Sloane, seeing that the minefields we have to walk through because of a decision we didn't make are pretty much equal.
* The title - it reminds me of my self-defining JKC bracelet which says 'I want to have my cake and eat it.'
* I was about to board a 17 hour flight with no internet connection and will then be slumming/ working in a hotel proximal to the airport area for at least 5 days of my trip.
* ALWAYS judge a book by its cover - a floral mattress background held some odd sentimental connection?
* The first page enraptured me - she talks of death. Or more like the hypothetical situation of family and items after your own death.
* It was in the 'Recommended' section - so shoot me.
Anyway she must have enraptured lots of people because all her reviews stink of individuals relating, or assuming that others could relate to her.
But it really does have some relation to me, as I found yesterday on page 77. She laments about her name being 'Sloane' and how many ways people took the mick out of her in the past and now. And then she goes onto say that she could have been and wouldn't have objected to being a Daphne.
Well I'm here to make known that Daphne isn't all that you think it is:
1) People call you Daffy Duck, or just Daff and chuckle loudly.
2) Having the whole class snigger in Biology when learning about water fleas' scientific name - Daphnia
3) Difficulty in cold-calling people because half the conversation surrounds the confusion of 'Stephanie' versus 'Daphne'.
4) Placing reservations at restaurants and having the waiter/ waitress record your name as 'Dafne', 'Daphane'. I'm surprised it never evolved to 'Dolphin'. Hmm.
5) The same above applies for christmas/ birthday cards.
6) Having supposed friends mutate Daphne into something like daftknee.
7) For first-time Daphne-meeters, they will inexplicably turn your name into a 3-syllable vocal - Daph-fer-nee.
8) 'Hey, like from the Scooby gang!' -rolls eyes-
9) Having my attention peak when someone starts to say 'Def-finitely'.
10) Hating the fact that I had the same first name as Daphne Zuniga who played a bitchy character on Melrose Place (love her in One Tree Hill though).
Oh well, I guess I certainly wouldn't have minded being a Sloane, seeing that the minefields we have to walk through because of a decision we didn't make are pretty much equal.