I actually don’t have a middle name. I’m not sure why my parents didn’t assign my older sister or me a middle name, but they didn’t. It always bothered me a little bit–everyone I met had a middle name… I was especially bothered when my little brother arrived in ’01 and he was given a middle name.
When my parents separated they decided to go to court because my sister and I had been going by our mom’s last name since we were born and my dad wanted to change that. He wanted us to go by his last name. So, he kind of won the case because they thought my mom’s maiden name had transferred to our middle name and after the case; my sister and I went solely by my dad’s last name–my sis still does, she’s lucky that she hasn’t ran into any problems like I have.
When I got the job at Aldi’s in MN after I turned 18, they did my paperwork, background, identity check and such. The district manager called me and asked me “what’s your real name? How old are you really?” I was utterly confused. They said my mom’s last name showed up and they didn’t want me to not be able to cash my checks. I didn’t understand, I told them what I wrote on my application (my dad’s last name) was all 100% true but that I wouldn’t have a problem with the checks even if they were written out to me with my mom’s last name. He let it go, took my word for it, and gave me the job but filed me under my mom’s last name. On my ID, I had it as my middle name and my first name is obviously one of a kind so I never did run into any problems.
Up until I moved here to Las Vegas, just about a year ago, I didn’t know that my mom’s last name is, in fact, not my middle name. It is also my last name. I have two last names and still no middle name. I had to get a new social security card here. I couldn’t get an ID or job without changing it all. Everything was messed up and I’ve been going by the wrong name nearly my entire life. Thanks for being so petty, Mom and Dad!
(Challenge #2 / Day #25)