What’s my name again?

May need to start wearing this sweet little number.

I really don’t understand what about my name is so hard for everyone to remember. It was literally the No. 1 girls’ name of the 1980s, but for whatever reason over the past few years, people seem to think I should be named something else – mostly, Jennifer. I can see how you’d be confused if you didn’t know me, particularly because Jennifer was No. 2 yet it seems to be more prevalent in pop culture, what with Jennys being from the block and giving their phone numbers to Tommy Tutone. I have no problem with the name Jennifer, other than the fact that it’s not mine. While Jennifer is the most frequent offender, I’ve gotten called upwards of three dozen other names that just aren’t Jessica (nor are they as nice). Continue reading