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When Worlds Collide (Mentally)

Permalink 11/18/07 at 10:41:55 pm, by Ed, 217 words   English (US)
Categories: School

Number 1: Whenever I search for my birth name on Google, several entries always come up having to do with books written by two guys, named Marty Asher and Vikram Seth. Of course, they always say that the authors were: "Vikram Seth, Marty Asher" and since there's no way to specify that I don't want pages containing commas between the words, I will forever be haunted by Vikram Seth and Marty Asher. What the hell kind of last name is Seth anyway? A Hindi one, apparently.

Number 2: In my UI design class, on the first day of labs, the TA came to check my lab, and asked my name, and I said, "Marty... " because I wasn't sure if the list she had said "Seth" or "Ed" on it. Turns out it was Seth. Now she thinks my name is Marty Seth, and she always calls me Marty, even though it's printed lastname-comma-firstname just like all of the other names on the same sheet of paper. Why would anybody ever think Seth is a last name? Because she's Hindi. Every TA in the CS department is Hindi. What can you expect? I didn't realize until just this very second that the reason she thought my last name was Seth was because it's a known last name in India. Wow.

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