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  • Correct. We can have as many names as we like too.

    However there’s various documents available that are proof that one is using a name. So for example my bank wouldn’t let me change my name unless I present something like a deed poll. Said deed poll is literally just a print out with some stock phrasing and the signatures of two witnesses.

    We don’t have a central database that covers everyone in Britain (unlike, say, Sweden). If I want to change my name I can just start using the new one. Amusingly lots of people in the UK don’t know this and are sure it’s not the case. I ended up switching banks because the final straw was how poorly the staff were trained on the subject. My new bank and the DVLA did not have similar weird ideas, thankfully, so now my name is updated on my driving licence, etc…

    I mentioned how my deed poll is a print out earlier because so many people seem to think it needs to be something notarised, or on special stationery, or something (usually they’re not sure what, they just think it seems wrong). When they consult the law they tend to then have a bit of a laugh with me because the law is indeed a bit mental (such as at the registry office when I got married a few months ago).



















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    5 days ago

    You’re taking this extremely personally for some reason

    I think that could be said for your entire response to me. I’ve no interest in further interacting with you. I’ve attempted to relate to you, be friendly in disagreement, and be clear in my position. That’s not working and this interaction is just proving a source of needless stress. Goodbye.


  • These things always irk me.

    We are all weird.

    I’ve met plenty of normal people who aren’t weird. You might not remember them as they actively blend into the background and are as memorable as a margerine sandwich. At some point they probably had the potential to be interesting and weird but decades of avoiding being weird has sanded all the interesting edges off like stones on the sea shore.

    Everyone’s pretending. No one knows what they’re doing.

    This is the one that gets my goat. It’s reinforcing learned helplessness and generally encouraging lousy self image.

    I’ll bet dollarydoos to doughnuts that most people do know what they’re doing but constantly compare themselves to a mythical idealised adult that they feel they should be. Said adult is based on their perceptions of adults as a small child. Someone who, comparatively, knows everything in the world and when the viewer was small and scared was in no way phased (because they’d done whatever mundane thing a thousand times before).

    What are we even defining as “knowing what you’re doing”. What level of knowledge and experience would be sufficient to satisfy this criteria?

    When I cook my home made lasagne that I’ve made on countless occasions, am I pretending?

    When I realise that I have a flat tyre and pull over to replace it, am I making it up as I go along?

    When I attend a party and make social connections with new people, would I have to have a precise game plan of every conceivable circumstance I could encounter (and a plan of action) to be considered to “know what I’m doing”?

    We should all be giving ourselves a lot more credit. Either you’ve got this or you’re about to learn something new that will see you competently tackle this situation in future. As you build your skills and experience you’ll find lots of stuff is transferrable and new stuff just isn’t that hard. It’s all based on shared human experiences - it’s rare that anything is designed to be as alien as possible to us!

    Do whatever you want. Have you tried that yet? It’s fucking amazing.

    This bit though - do that. Be sillier. Or more serious. Whatever you feel like. Ideally don’t make other people’s lives hell though. Conformity is over rated.