And Jojo Was Her Name-o
(Years ago, when my youngest aunt first attended school, she had until then been called “Jojo” by family and friends instead of her birth name. This wasn’t an issue until she started school.)
Teacher: “[Aunt]? [Aunt]? I guess she’s absent.”
(After roll call is done, my aunt raises her hand.)
Aunt: “You didn’t call me!”
Teacher: “I didn’t? What’s your name?”
Aunt: “Jojo!”
Teacher: “There’s no Jojo on the list; your name can’t be Jojo.”
Aunt: *getting upset now* “Yes, I am! I’m Jojo!”
Teacher: *light bulb goes off* “The only absent person is [Aunt], are you [Aunt]?”
Aunt: “NO! I am Jojo! My name’s Jojo!”
Teacher: “[Surname] is your last name, right?”
Aunt: “Yes!”
Teacher: “Then you’re [Aunt].”
Aunt: “NO! I said my name is Jojo!”
(She then proceeds to have a full-on tantrum, so the teacher drags her to the office and calls my grandmother to try to resolve the issue. My grandmother just laughs.)
Grandmother: “OH! Jojo is her nickname. I didn’t realize we were only calling her that. Yes, this is [Aunt].”
Aunt: *stomps her foot* “Mooooooom! You’re dumb! My. Name. Is. Jojo!”
(Forty years later, the family will not let my aunt live it down.)