Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for June 03, 2018

There have been times where peers have mixed up my name with that of my older brother.

Mad Dog Otterloop. It has a certain ring to it.

My mom once called me by the dog’s name.

I love how her mother teases Alice. My father-in-law used to tease my kids like that, but they never got upset with him. They’d just roll their eyes and say “GRAAAANDPA!” with a hint of exasperation. :D

once my mom tried calling one of us (there is only 3), and I heard her get so frustrated she said “you there” of course my smart a$$ brother answers with “my name isn’t there”…

Should have gone with Tootsie, then you could occasionally say you were on a roll.

Mad dog is a rather accurate name for Alice.

M D 20/20.Bad memories.A bottle of Mad Dog would put you down.Crazy 70’s ;)

My grandma, not joking as Mrs. O is, was know to go through all 6 sons, all 14 grandkids, and the dog to get to the right name.

The fellow who lived next door to my parents was one of eight. He said his dad would call two or three names, and then shout, “You! You live here! What the hell’s you name!”

Mad Dog! I LIKE it.

I am rarely called by my name. I have accrued around 20 or so nicknames growing up and I haven’t heard my name in years; not even sure what it is anymore.

As an only child, I did not have to fear being called by any sibling’s name. And I didn’t get confused with pets, either. That said, I like Madeline’s teasing of whatever-her-name-is (Mad Dog?). Maybe it was on purpose, you, kid….

That is one of those punchlines that could have lived in thought, just waiting for the right setup. It could have gone to almost anyone, but it went to Petey. It could have been said to anyone, but it was Alice.

3 siblings and my mom would go through the list then sometimes even throw in our cat’s name; but only when she was so angry she was fit to be tied and couldn’t bother with little details like names. I always got mad until I had a kid of my own and since he has no siblings I would yell his dad’s name and the cat’s name before I got to his in a fit of anger. He reacts the way I used to when I was his age. We laugh about it when it happens.