What's in a name?

At the beginning of the school year throughout my academic career, I have constantly had to correct my teachers on how to pronounce my last name (note: bose-itch). But it isn't the butchering of my name that bothers me; it was the other kids in elementary and junior high teasing me. \n"Maggie Ballsitch" was the warm and loving nickname my peers took to calling me. I can't tell you how many kids I got in trouble for calling me Miss Ballsitch, but it was a lot. Because lets face it, as a little girl with a chili bowl cut and buck teeth, no one wants to have their name relate to anything involving boys. \nAs I got to high school, I grew out of caring about the nickname and I noticed people stopped calling me that. But since then, my friends have taken to calling me different names. My real name is Margaret, but no one ever calls me that, unless I am in trouble with my parents. My mom claims she named me Margaret so one day when I am a Supreme Court Justice I will have a distinguished name. Sorry to break it to you, Mom, I don't see that happening in the near future. \nDespite my real name, my mom chose to leave me with some dignity and refer to me as Maggie. Not too bad, except for one small, minor detail: no one ever calls me Maggie. There are many nicknames for my two names that I don't mind, like Maggs, Magoo, Margarita, Maggie Moo, Magpie ... you get the idea. \nHowever, since I went away to school, my friends back home have taken to calling me a name I despise more than anything -- Marge. Take a look at my mug. Do I resemble a Marge? No, I didn't think so. As if Marge wasn't bad enough, they now have a little saying to go along with it, "large and in charge Marge". My name is not Marge and I am not large, yet the 'in charge' part can always be up for debate.\nLet me explain my distaste for those two names. The first comes from a film, "Pee-wee's Big Adventure." In the movie, Pee-wee gets into a semi-truck with an elderly woman with a deep voice and a gray-haired beehive who is just plain creepy. Guess what her name is. Yep, you guessed it. Marge. Would you want your name to be connected to a woman like that? I didn't think so. \nSecondly, there is another more notable figure in popular culture that I don't want to be associated with: Marge Simpson, I know. I know there are millions of people in our society who love this pop icon, but as a girl I was never allowed to watch "The Simpsons" and have thus never really seen the humor in the show (you can blame my dad). \nWith that said, I hope that it's noticed that both Marges have beehive hair styles, so please don't let this be a foreshadowing of what is to come for my hair. \nMy point is this: I never introduce myself as Marge, Margie, Maggs or even Margaret. Yet, I would like to know why people think it's OK to take the name someone prefers to be called and vary it. If I wanted to be referred to as these nicknames, I would say, "Hello, my name is Marge Ballsitch." But until that day comes, let's just stick to Maggie.