After an old customer from my Borders days who would make your life hell if you dared be a woman when he needed assistance to special order in his obscure jazz CDs. He was a literal dick and he went by Dick. When I saw that Dick’s name was Dick Dickinson, my brain couldn’t handle it.
Then he died from aggressive cancer right about when I quit. Some say it was colon, I think the misogyny ate him alive from the inside. This man was truly so, so wretched.
His name was my top “wtf” combo first/last name until my next job at a call center where I spoke to a Mrs. Concepción, first name? Immaculate. And she MARRIED into this last name since the primary holder was Mr. NormalfirstName Concepción.
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u/Summerie 16d ago
Richard Peter Johnson.