I was 27 and living at home with my father and step-mother. They hired a new neighbor who was a contractor to renovate the house. I go by the generally masculine nickname “Tad” because it suits me and I had used that name for over seven years at that point.
When I introduced myself he informs me that “he couldn’t possibly call me that” and proceeds to call me by a childhood nickname, Susie, that I despise. I told him I was uncomfortable being called that he laughed and said “You’ll get used to it”. One day I was in the kitchen and I overheard him and wife laughing outside about a Susie.
I treated him icily and he asked if there was a problem and I told him I didn’t appreciate the way he treated me and about what I’d overheard and he became upset and he hauled me in front of my father to complain that “I had failed to give him the proper respect he deserved as an older male”. Direct quote. He attempted to apologize for the “misunderstanding” later because his wife told him they had been laughing about a different Susie, but it fell flat as if he would have given me the basic human respect of calling me by the name I go by from the first, there would have been no misunderstanding and he didn’t apologize for saying he deserved my respect for being 12 years older and having a penis. #MFIF.
Susanna (Tad: ), Indiana