My family has always been huge on nicknames, and the Batt farm heard many come and go across the years: Wayne-bo, Weo, Waynard; Winnie, Wendello, Windorff; Kath, Kahti, Kaz; Nico, Nucho, Nuck, and beyond.
I thereby learned to answer to pretty much whatever people called me, and when a Spanish-speaking coworker addressed me one day as "Wench," I responded. I smiled to myself when she left, sure it wouldn't stick- but it did. It spread like wild fire.
"Wench, have you seen this presentation?"
"Hey Wench, I like your coat."
"Where should we have lunch today, Wench?"
"Wench, want to grab a coffee?"
Little do they know that "wench" is an actual word in English, a word that means, to put it lightly, "wanton woman."
It makes me smile.
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