The day after my wedding we took all of our wedding guests to a big chuckwagon supper and show (American thing). They have an audience of 500 or so.
The performer welcomed our party and then asked my husband his first name, then me mine, then my husband his last time, then me mine. Everyone laughed at me. Charming. I was baffled.
He said, “Didn’t your last name just change?” I shook my head — nope, I kept my last name. Glad all 500 people got a good laugh at me out of it though. Guess it’s #MFIF.