There’s a bung for every hole

years ago I worked with a woman who got married to an offshoot relative of Mr Uecker. Her name was Cox, and she hyphenated the name, becoming Mrs Cox-Uecker.

She really had no idea what she’d done.

Almost a year later, she asked me why people always seemed to titter when she said her name.

I said it out loud a couple times, then mimed the act.

She thought about it for a few moments, turned a deep beet red, and walked away. They didn’t use the hyphenated name after that.