What's in a name?

Kerri went on in her very excited tone, " I like your name very much." I gave her a grin and respond with a very cheerful thank you. She continued, "We Canadians are not a bunch of friendly people at all. What people usually do when they get resumes for a job is to sort them out according to the names. A person would be sorted out in the first-time sorting just because his name is not in sync with the hiring professional's community". She ended up with a matter-of-factly tone, " I have always looked up on people who have immigrated from other nations. I am glad I don't do that. Otherwise, I would have missed you. "

I listened to her speech trying to digest what I had just heard, trying to understand what it meant to me, and trying to figure out its dire consequences. I simply managed a nod and a smile to cream it all up.

Well, all's well that end's well. Quite true, but with a haunting over-powering sense of shock and uncertainty walking right beside me. "What's in a name? A rose by any other name will smell as sweet." The famous quote by Shakespeare occupied my mind. A rose would be hired if it was named rose, but not if it was named "Tulip".... Phew!!! Kind of weird isn't it?

Let's garter this hope firmly - I'll make it just as I made it this time. Let's hope a rose by any other name would still smell as sweet. Let's hope Shakespearinism sustains.