Yesterday, a guy named Ahmed told me my name means "something" in Arabic (it was kind of awkward when I asked, "Okay, what does it mean?" and he said, "Something." Then I said, "What?" and he said, "Something!" and that went on for about five minutes...)
Then, another guy at another place asked me what my name was and I told him, which resulted in him trying to suppress his laughter. After he saw my puzzled face, he apologized: "I'm sorry, but in Mongolian, Shae means 'pee.'" We both laughed for a minute, and then he said, "Don't worry; I have a friend named Shaylie, and in Mongolian, that means 'I pee.'" I decided not to tell him my middle name is Lee, mostly so he wouldn't feel any worse.
Moral of the story: The ability to laugh at yourself comes in handy sometimes.
Other moral of the story: Do your research before naming your kids.
--Pee
Then, another guy at another place asked me what my name was and I told him, which resulted in him trying to suppress his laughter. After he saw my puzzled face, he apologized: "I'm sorry, but in Mongolian, Shae means 'pee.'" We both laughed for a minute, and then he said, "Don't worry; I have a friend named Shaylie, and in Mongolian, that means 'I pee.'" I decided not to tell him my middle name is Lee, mostly so he wouldn't feel any worse.
Moral of the story: The ability to laugh at yourself comes in handy sometimes.
Other moral of the story: Do your research before naming your kids.
--Pee
I laughed really hard at this. almost so hard that I shaed...in mongolian.
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