My boss, Chef Smelly Ass, asked me to do something and I responded with "Yes, sir."
He asked, me, "Why do you call me sir?"
I said, "Because I can't remember your name."
Safe answer, I really call him Chef Smelly Ass, but as I'm still on probation, I think it best not to call him that.
I've finally given up on insisting my name being used. Every fool on this ship refer to women as "sweetie, momma, honey, peaches. Irritating because in the kitchen I work in I'm the only woman. My co-workers all call me Lisa, the other fools that float through there use the pet names.
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Peaches... Really? Wow, I wouldn't try that, and I'm 2000 miles away.
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