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When you get married and divorced there is one thing that man has given you that he cannot take back.  His last name.  The day I got divorced my ex-husbands attorney asked me if I didn’t want to change my name.  My maiden name is extremely long and complicated and hellacious and no I didn’t want to.  I wanted to keep that short 4 letter name I earned in a long arduous marriage that made me miserable.  

I stood my ground and stated, “Your honor, can you please remind “his” attorney that he is not “my” attorney.  Thank you.”

The judge threw down the gavel…at least this is what I recall…and that was that.  I had the name for 12 years and I kept it.  Why I felt victorious had nothing to do with the name, a name I am still required to type into my work software systems because the company will change your “displayed” name but your user ID remains the same until I suppose you quit, get fired or die. 

Now that I’ve been remarried for exactly 2 years, 5 months, and 12 days or 894 days or 127 weeks, or 77,241,600 seconds and I still have to type my ex-husbands last name every single day several dozen times a day. I would really like to not have to do that.  I have no idea who to complain to in such a large corporation.