Wednesday, June 22, 2005
More than ten years ago, I acquired a nickname. I was a freshman in high school, taking a Gourmet Cooking class, and a senior (Jeff Borst - why do I remember that??) asked, "What's your name?" Looking around, I counted seven other Jennifers in that classroom. Seven. So I told Jeff, "It's Jenny, but you can call me whatever you want." And he called me Fred. My good pal Matthew was sitting next to me at the time, and he helped this name stick. Over the next few months, it was decided, mainly by my good pal Matthew, that the conventional spelling just wouldn't do for me, and F-R-E-D was morphed into P-H-R-E-A-D. When being introduced, it was: "This is Phread; P-h-r-e-a-d...as in bread." The bread thing was thrown in there after too many people asked about the "a". Phread was how I introduced myself in so many different scenarios...and people remembered me. The girl named Phread. Phread from New York. Even now, I can identify myself as Phread and no further explination is needed - a helpful tool when getting into contact with long lost friends, like my good pal Matthew.
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