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Living in a Small Town: Where Everyone Knows You By Name...Almost

One thing I always appreciated about the name my parents gave me was that it was not very common. I was the only Denise in my school growing up and there was only one other Denise at college with me. So whenever I heard my name, I knew people really meant me.

Then we moved to Edgerton, where it seems like it is a requirement to be named Denise if you are a female working at the school. I am Denise the English teacher. There is also Denise, the school secretary and Denise, the school nurse and basketball coach. So much for being the only one with my name.

Thankfully, I have a husband with a rather unique name too. However, we have discovered that some people still can't keep all of us straight.

Denise, the school nurse and basketball coach told us that after the basketball game this past week, a man said to her that, "Your husband's band sounded great tonight at the game." He was referring to the pep band that my husband, Wilbert, directs.

What makes this worse is that this man is member of the church at the both Wilbert and I and Denise, the school nurse and basketball coach, attend. Denise, nurse/coach, is married to one of local vets and has three daughters in elementary school and is at least 10 years older then us. Wilbert and I often sit in front the man who made the comment to the other Denise and his wife in church. We sing in the choir together. He wife is a teacher at the elementary school that Denise's children attend.

We had a pretty good laugh about this and I am laughing right now as I am writing.

Maybe our town is getting to big for some people.

Comments

Rachelle said…
On my staff of 25 people, we just got another Rachelle. Our birthdays are 2 days apart and so far this year we have called in sick on all of the same days. So much for individuality!

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