vicariously annoyed

Himself and the prince's last name (I didn't change mine) has a pronunciation that is not immediately obvious to most people in our area. This week and next, the prince is at a day camp where pickup happens in a drive-through situation; I put a printout on the dashboard with his name on it, and a teenager with a walkie-talkie calls and asks the people inside to bring him out. On Monday, the first young person to do this paused after the first name and then got the surname badly wrong. I helpfully said it for him; he ignored me and repeated the mispronunciation; and when he went away I got a pen out of my bag and wrote a phonetic version, impossible to mispronounce, next to the printed version. A couple minutes later a second young person who didn't know her colleague had already come by looked at my dashboard and called for my kid pronouncing his name correctly. Awesome.

Yesterday, the first young person was on pickup duty again, and he looked at the printout WITH THE PHONETIC SPELLING and read off the mispronunciation into his walkie-talkie. It's not even my name and I'm so annoyed by this. Which is funny, because "Mrs. ThatName" is also not my name, and it doesn't bother me one bit when people assume it is; it doesn't even bother me when people keep sending mail to me by that name after they've asked me whether I use it and I've told them I don't. I don't know why that doesn't bother me, but it doesn't. But this callow youth pronouncing it wrong when I've made two separate attempts to provide the right pronunciation? I'm unreasonably irked. :-P

Himself says he spent most of his childhood and young adulthood being seriously irked when people got his name wrong. We explained to the kid at dinnertime that people might pronounce his name in unexpected ways, and he just found it hilarious. I have to go pick him up in a little less than an hour, and I'm this close to crossing out the non-phonetic spelling so the only thing the boy in the pickup lane can read will be the thing he can't possibly flub. But I worry that he'd find a way and then I'd be even madder.