Alright, so let's say that you have this new job. You have been working this new job for almost 3 months now. When you first started working, you practically met the whole company... all 100 plus employees. On your first day, you met this dude named, Larry.
Now, Larry is your dog. He is your friend. You see this dude every day and you give him daps and make small talk. "What's up LARRRRY!?!?! you catch the game last night? Fuck no? Me neither! I was too busy watchin' my wife wife burn dinner!" (Now, I'm not really married, but no one here knows that. For all they know I could be a polygymist with 4 wives and 9 or 8 kids that solves really hard math problems at night when I'm working my night job as a janitor at the college.) 
Anyway. The point is. Larry is your dude.
So, after about 3 months of seeing this guy multiple times a day at the water cooler, the dice game in the handi-cap stall on the 2nd floor and at the coffee stand... you come to find out that his name is not really Larry. His name is really, Frank.
What do you do? It's like your world and everything you know about it has crashed in front of your face. WHAT DO YOU DO? do you admit defeat and start calling him by his real name? The name his mother gave him at birth? Or do you keep tradition alive and continue to call him by the only name you know for him, Larry. Either way, if this dick ass let you call him the wrong name for 3 months, he's got to be a real toucher anyway. Now, Me? I fear change. I'll be seeing Larry at the copy machine next time I have to make some duplicates of some stolen Quizno's coupons.
-Slim Against The Wolrd!
Also, just reminding you.
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