“I don’t care what you say about me, as long as you say something about me, and as long as you spell my name right.”
- George Cohan
Why do people assume that it’s okay to drop one part of a hyphenated name?
That’s why I have the frickin’ hyphen there, people! So that both parts are kept… together! If I see a hyphenated name, I assume that’s why the person put the hyphen there also — because both parts are important and are supposed to stay connected. Of course, not everyone with a two-word first name uses a hyphen, but I thought that a hyphen would make things just a little bit easier for us both.
People don’t have to know a lick about the linguistic structure of how traditional Korean names are formed in order to get it right. This is not a matter of cultural education, or any kind of education at all. Really, all you have to do is call people what they say their name is. It’s that simple. I don’t assume that a person named Mary-Anne (or Mary Anne, for that matter) goes by “Mary”. I don’t assume that “Anne” is her middle name and thus should be dropped. Why should non-Western names be any different?
I’ve seen this kind of name-dropping happen with last names, too. I knew a guy in college who had a hyphenated last name; the first part was his mother’s last name and the second part was his father’s. (Or the other way around, I can’t remember.) He was very proud of this fact, and always made a point to introduce himself by stating his full last name. But people rarely called him that. They just picked whichever one was easier for them to remember.
(I suspect something slightly more unsavory was at work when I was in the fifth grade and one of the teachers hyphenated her last name after getting married. Back then (yes, this was over 20 years ago so I can say that) this kind of thing was a bit less common, and the (male) assistant principal repeatedly referred to her as “Mrs. [Jones]” (her husband’s last name) instead of “Mrs. [Miller-Jones]” (her married name). I don’t know if he had an ideological objection to her decision or if he was just daft, but it was a little weird. I couldn’t help thinking: “But doesn’t she want to be called Mrs. [Miller-Jones] rather than Mrs. [Jones]?”)
Being called “Sang” is not the end of my world. (Trust me, I’ve been called worse!) But I usually do correct people and point out that my full first name (at least in the bloggy world) is “Sang-Shil,” because even though it’s a made-up name, it is still mine and I want them to get it right.

3 responses so far ↓
soon-young // December 5, 2008 at 4:10 am |
you tell ‘em! i get sick of being called “soon” also. or the endless joke of “see you SOON!” ok get over it people.
Mama Nabi // December 5, 2008 at 6:47 pm |
I used to hyphenated my full name as well… but figured it didn’t make a difference either way… since I use the second syllable of the hyphenated name everyone was assuming I go by my middle name ANY way. Yeah, these are people who don’t screw up with “Sue-Ellen”…
happybell // December 19, 2008 at 11:53 am |
I get it, really I do. My name doesn’t have the hyphen, however, I believe it wouldn’t make much of a difference, people would still get it wrong.
Once, I was getting a health card, and the stupid woman writing the names on the cards decided to just use the first syllable of my name. I gently explained to her that although it appears to be 2 separate names, in fact they form 1 name, thus it would not be correct to just note the 1st syllable. And that in addition, I have 2 siblings sharing the same 1st syllable and last names, and it can get a little bit confusing (wouldn’t be the first time they use my sister’s file/record instead of mine). She couldn’t care less, and kept saying “we only use the first name, middle names are not used; there’s not enough space to use both names on the card”…yeah,right, like 3 freacking letters occupy that much space….Sigh. So, my mother called the supervisor of the department to complain about how this woman had dennied me my identity, and how deterimental that was since I was a teenager and still constructing my identity, and blah, blah. Oh, the satisfaction I got when the woman had to change my card!!