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