How hard is it for people to pronounce your name?

Let’s discuss my name. My name is the easiest, one of the most popular female names in the world, because of Leonardo Da Vinci’s Mona Lisa. Mona is pronounced in English like, “Mowna.” That’s the most common way to pronounce it. I am so used to it, that I forgot that my real name, the way it is supposed to be pronounced in Arabic and most European languages, other than English, is like, “Muna.” A simple and quick ou sound on the vowel.

Simple. Ok? However, there are always the off people that think my name is magical and has an obscure pronunciation. This is the latest one that I have heard, “Maawna.” When some people call me that, I say, “Huh?” They tell me, “Well, my friend, that’s how she spells her name and pronounces it.” I say with a bit of confusion and utter disgust on my face, “Ok . . . ??” Then whispering under my breath, “Crack heads.”

People who pronounce the name Mona like Maawna need an ass kicking. Seriously! The name is so friggen simple! Why spell a name one way, and pronounce it a totally different way? Blah!

What’s your name dilemmas? Share with me, please.

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This evening was nice and quiet. Just the way I like it. I spent the evening watching TV with my parents. Before then, obviously my sister drove me insane with her Algebra and Geometry homework. However, I am learning to be a lot more patient. I discovered that it is a lot easier for me to teach her more advanced math than the old elementary math.

Maybe I just don’t think that simply anymore, mathematical nor in real life.

Anyways, last night I didn’t sleep well at all, and tonight, I hope to God I can sleep for more than 4 hours. My body is just filled with caffeine and barely any food. I swear to God, if I was a smoker, I would be lighting up two or three packs. Yet I can’t, for health reason, and I don’t need anymore addictions. Not at this time in my life. I think my 28th year on this earth is the time to reflect upon my self, and learn to take life easy and sleep a lot more.

Blah Blah, Sleepy Post

I just came back from a silly job interview. I was thinking the job was more of an advertising/technology based interview like it said in the job ad. Then I go over there, and there was a line up of people to be interviewed. The administrator was sitting there taking calls and making more interview appointments. She was telling people that the interviews are preliminary and are 10 – 15 minutes long. The company has expanded to London, and they want to hire for every kind of position.

Lights went up on top of my head when she said there was an assistant management job. This was better than the advertisement position I applied for. I thought ok, I will go through this.

This is how the interview went down.

He asked, “What do you do? What did you study?”

I paused a bit wondering what the hell? He didn’t read my resume? Then he asked me if I was still a student? Obviously, I laughed and I told him my skills and education. He was like great! As the conversation went deeper, I started describing my self as a leader who loves people. He was so impressed, and kept saying, “I have a list of resumes, and me and the bosses will go through them tonight and call you tonight or tomorrow.”

Obviously, I was a bit weary and wondered where this interview was going. I said, “what positions are you hiring for? Advertisement or management?” He said, “no no, everyone starts in sales and marketing and go from there. And the job is 40 – 50 hours a week.” I laughed inside my head. He kept asking me if I liked leadership and people. I said, “aha, and I like to problem solve and find solutions.”

He looked at me and said, “You did better, know how to talk, and so confident, unlike all the people I interviewed so far. Come for an all day interview tomorrow.” I was like, “ok . . . . . ” Then he said, “The interview is from 11am-8pm.” I had a shocked face, and I said, “11-8?” He said, “why are you shocked? It is to see on hand how the company works, blah blah.” I said, “fine.”

Came back home about 15 minutes ago, went to my Gmail lovely Inbox, and wrote a note back saying, “Sorry, I thought about it some more, and this is not what I expected or a career I want to pursue. Thank you!”

Bull crap. Man. I told my dad, “I rather sit at home then go for a job like that.” He said, “No one told you to find work. You can sit at home. Take a long vacation. Don’t worry!”

I wonder how much the lame ass salary they were gonna pay for 40 – 50 hours a week. I wasn’t even gonna ask. I am sure it was commission based only. Lame!

I want a computer JOB! I like technology, multimedia, programming, and people. Why is that so hard for idiot management to understand that? Or is it because I am GIRL that they don’t want to hire me, or want to pay me way less than guys with no benefits or anything. Why the hell do we hold University degrees for? To look at it! For display purposes to fill up the wall?

Angry angry angry!! I think this is a sign to quit looking for work and just make websites for fun. For mere enjoyment and to keep me busy and sane. I have so many domains that need a site up. Jeez. Working for people is not something I should be doing ever again.

Angry, Blah Blah, Categorize this!, Funny, Random Thoughts, Ranting as usual!, They said what?, Whatever!

I made this poll out of curiosity, because lately I have gotten many mixed reactions from people. I suggest you answer the poll if you have been following me for a while, and know enough information from my writing to judge me by.

And you can have all the fun commenting about it. I am not a celebrity you can rip apart just for fun, so be honest, ok? I am just another person next door.

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This has been permeating the internet and I forgot to share it. Yes it is depressing, but this is Gaza for you. This cartoon video couldn’t explain it any better.

[http://closedzone.com/]

Palestine