I’m posting away from gender for once, because I’ve just been shown a brilliant piece of brainwork in a newspaper filler this afternoon.
There’s a guy somewhere out there who has changed his surname from Price to Pppppppppprice in the hope of deterring cold-callers with confusion over its pronunciation.
My deed poll is finally on its way now, so I may have lost my chance to take a similar path; well, that and the fact that I’m very happily a Prime. But if I was to follow in Mr Pppppppppprice’s footsteps, I might go one step further…
Which, at least for me, means:
- My surname would be made up of an unintelligible string of letters, as impossible to pronounce as I can invent.
- It would be pronounced “Smith”.
- I would make a point of this to any cold-callers, fake some old-fashioned British indignance, and slam the phone down.
Et voila. Over and out.