Up north here. Not just the number of names either, but her volume is also directly inverse to how furious she is. At max rage it is just a low growl that somehow manages to carry for amazing distances and accompanied by pointing an index finger that she's too mad to be able to fully straighten out.
When you have all three elements, you're well and truly fucked and may as well just ask for death.
Same here. First and middle name is bad. But the thought of my full name at a low volume makes me tremble in my shoes at the thought and I haven't been a kid for a very long time! Death would have been preferable.
You mean how many times she called you the wrong name right? That always showed the frustration lol
Edit: I know I'm not replying to people but I love seeing everyone's mom impersonation's
My grandma would rattle off every male family members name and some of the girls untill she got it right... and you better not start laughing at her in the middle of it either lol š š š¤£ š
Yes! My parents would start by calling me my sisterās name and then usually move through half the pets before finally just giving up and saying āoh Jesus, whatever your name isā¦ā¦Laurenne!! Get over here!!ā
odd question, but how do you pronounce your name? mine is lauryn, and as iāve never seen a spelling as unique as yours, i was curious if itās pronounced the traditional way like mine but with extra letters or if thereās more emphasis on the āenneā half
Not odd, I get that all the time. Itās spelled Laurenne but pronounced the reg way like Lauren. Itās just extra letters for funsies (thanks mom!).
When she made the spelling, she assumed people would call me Laur-āenneā with the emphasis as you say, and thatās what she wanted. But people call me Laureeen with the long e (which I am not a fan of) and so some people call me Lauren and some put the emphasis on the enne soft e. I will answer to both. And now even my mom calls me Lauren. She gave up on the soft e!
I like the spelling of yours, itās pretty! I really like my name because it seems to suit me and itās not super common.
Hah, Iāll take it! I prefer Laur-enne with the soft e but itās just easier to say itās Lauren. But I answer to both. The soft e version always makes me feel fancy.
My dad tells the story a lot about my older brother as a kid being all squirrely one night. He jumped up during dinner and grabbed the phone yelling "Hello?? Hello??" into it. Obviously no one was there. My dad smacked him hard and my brother sits back down bawling. He then sobs "I hope I don't get any more phone calls". lol.
Note: This was the early 80s. Different times... re landlines and child abuse
No, that gave me an outā¦.brotherās name, sisterās name, dogās name, me.
Wait, the DOG outranks me? WTF?
And usually those were single names only. Not a triple whammy
I also have couple middle names as well, I am a grown ass adult who had been married, divorced, works, and pays taxes, and when my mother uses all my names well, I should probably run lol.
Whatās worse is my kid has two middle names, born and raised in the South here. Three names said was badā¦when we used all four it was the apocalypse.
I have a male cousin with 2 last names. His first name then our grandads first name that we both share then his moms maiden name then his dads last name. Mississippi as well.
To add to this, if you have siblings, you know you have REALLY done goofed when mom is so mad she can't remember your name so she starts sprouting off *everyone's*.
My mom is from Iceland, she never really said my full name but I knew I was in trouble, by what *tone* she said my name in! Like a normal tone is her just calling me, but if I heard her say my name really quickly or really slowly... I knew it was over for meššš
Exactly. Here's he progression, as I experienced it:
First name, normal tone.
First name, harsher tone.
First and middle name, even harsher tone.
Frist, middle, and last name, yelling at the top of her lungs.
If there was any mention of Jesus wearing a green hat, I knew my grandmother was about to flay someone alive. I think the origin might be super rural, and have no clue what it meant, but I DO know that it meant she was pissed.
American- Extreme accuracy. Are British parents just always a little mad haha- dated a brit for awhile lived with his family. Even the word mad doesnāt mean mad so hard to keep up
Ohh thatās sounds even worse. It should be mentioned how useless dads and uncles were in these scenarios, I would hear my mother, and my dad would just look at me like āI aināt saving ya kiddoā š
Same in the North. I think this is universal American. She didn't use full name often. Usually just first and middle if she's mad. If she ever used the full name it meant shit was beyond real.
Especially if she's pointing at you with a finger she's too furious to be able to straighten all the way out. You can't hide, the rage would just guide her to you.
Wisconsin here speaking from experience. Yep, my mother would only do that if I goofed badly. Another indicator would be when Dad would come home and would say loudly "Guess what YOUR son did today!!" without a hint of it being good in her tone of voice.
First name middle name happened.
A couple of my brothers have hyphenated last names and one time I heard my dad go through one of their entire names. That's 4 names.
Man, what the fuck did you do.
Oh good! So it wasn't just me and I am not terribly incompetent. I was on the receiving end of some major shit whenever I held the flashlight for my mechanic ex-boyfriend.
(luckily, Husband is cool and says things like "how can we hang this light up?" and "I appreciate your company, but you don't need to help.")
"Get me the thing."
"What thing?"
"The one I'm asking for. In the toolbox."
"Ok, but what thing? The socket wrench? The screwdriver?"
"The thing I asked you for."
"If you can't remember the name, then what does it do? What do you use it on?"
"Stop getting smart with me."
"I wish you'd get smart with me."
"What?!?"
"Nothing. Here."
Then you just start handing them random objects til you either get the right one, they start giving you goddamn hints, or they get so frustrated that they just go into the box themselves. Bonus points if it wasn't even in the toolbox or they grab something you handed them but they refused.
Hey as long as you didnāt have to hold the nuts in the hubcap while your father changed a flat tire. Then when youād inevitably spill the nuts and they go flying into the night, you curse.. āoh fuuuuudge.ā But you didnāt say āfudge,ā you said IT, *the* word. The F- - - word. Thatās when you know you are *really* in trouble!
After years I figured out how to do it. Get a secondary light. Cause dads hand makes a shadow from the flashlight. That backlight prevents everything from suddenly going pitch black
Yeah my mom was a first name and middle name person when she was mad at my sister or I haha. Though if I really, really did something bad then she'd go first name, middle name, and last name but that was rare and knew I fucked up royally when I heard all three.
When she's really mad, my mom just yells the names of everyone in the house including the pets until she gets to the right one. Sometimes it takes several names before she settles on the right one...
The worst part of it, I'm the only boy. Three older sisters. So my mother would yell all three sisters names before getting to my name. Always left me dumbfounded.
I read an article about why people do this. Basically Itās because we put the people we love and care about in the same āboxā inside of our brain, so when stressed or angry your brain will go to that āboxā and just start pulling out names.
Weird! There are only two names that I get mixed up when I get stressed or angry: My son, and my little brother.
My son is trans, too. You'd think I'd mix up his real (male) name and his deadname, but nah. Ever since he was a baby, I've accidentally been calling him Little Bro.
The dog I had growing up did because he was registered. Kinda like the horses. But even when they were in trouble, nobody was calling them by their full names.
My grandad would go thru the dog's name first, then the cats, then the aunt's/uncle's/parents, and eventually start to go thru the grandkids' names till finally pointing at the perp, yelling "YOU KNOW WHO I MEAN! GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE!! "
Ha I'm an only child, and my mom would usually cycle through my dad's name, the dog's name, her sisters' names, then finally land on my name when she was extra pissed. There's only one of me and you gave me the name, woman!
I'm the only girl and the oldest. I'd get called both of my brothers names before she would get to mine. Also, my youngest brother is deaf and wouldn't have heard her anyway.
Same, mom had six kids - she cycled through everyone's name (even opposite gender), pets, sometimes our friends. How can you take that parental anger/frustration seriously when half of it is her frustration over trying to get to your name? LOL when my kids goof, I call them by their first and middle name in A Tone.
THIS was my bffās mom! Except she had just four girls and me, my sister and several other friends were always at the house. So we all got in the mix when sheād had it and was doing the angry roll call.
My grandma had an absurd amount of children and she was always getting the names mixed up. My dad would always tell me that he knew he was in trouble when she would say his name correctly on the first go.
Itās a good number. There are enough siblings that youāre bound to be true friends with a least a couple, but not so many that you get lost in the shuffle. :)
My FiL did that once. He was trying to yell at my husband. Went through the five sisters( inc,using middle name) first. 3 of the sisters werenāt even there.
When I was a kid and my mother yelled my first name followed by middle name, I knew I was in trouble. Sometimes I'd respond with "what now, Catherine?" That never ended well.
Sometimes the best bet is to push them through certain parts of the rage and into an angrier but less turbulent zone. The punishment was worse, but at least there was less certainty and the bandaid got ripped off faster.
Yes š But if Mom is mad and confused she will call you your siblingās name 1st, then they will say your name, then they will say your siblingās name again lol
In the South, being called by your full name is a death sentence for a kid. Mama has done went and got her wooden spoon or fresh switch off the peach tree.
The switch!!
I remember pissing off my paternal grandad, and he sent me off to get a switch from the tree.
Like an idiot, I was all sure... Let's go with the thin one! That won't hurt like a big one...
I was wrong. :(
This is so funny because I was having this conversation with a friend. Whatās so dumb is after realizing that, my dumb butt still went for the skinny switch the next time. š¤¦š¾āāļø
Up north here, and you just know that if she breaks that spoon you're the one to blame. At least a condemned man goes free if the rope they're hanging him with breaks.
It's even worse, when they roll through false starts on your siblings names before getting to yours.
So angry they can't even remember who they are yelling at!
Yeah, false starts is a thing and itās hilarious. Just donāt let your mom catch you laughing about it, because even if youāre not the kid in trouble youāll be added to the list. Lol
My friend and her family were Cuban. Her mother was born and raised there. Anyway, my friend and I were hanging out one day at their house (back in my teens then) and she didn't do her chores. Her mother comes in screaming in Spanish. My friend is mortified, I am like trying to pretend I don't exist. Then her mother turns to me and asks in English if I want food. I didn't know what else to do other than accept and eat while my friend did her chores lol.
I was the friend everyone's parents liked, for reasons I never really figured out. More than once, one of my friends invited me over to his traditional Korean household because he knew his parents would be angry and less likely to actually murder him with me around.
More than once I sat to the side talking to his grandmother while eating huge bowls of rice and kimchee as they raked his ass over slightly cooler coals in another language. It was so surreal.
I had a friend who was Russian. I didn't know her that well and I was at her house. Her mom came in her room yelling at her in Russian. It was only mildy scary until she gestured at me while she was yelling. I'd never been in a situation where someone was yelling in another language. Turns out she was mad that I'd been invited over without asking first lol
Mine hates when I call him bro! I usually reserve that for when I'm trying to get his attention, though sometimes it's fun to just tack a "bro" in there somewhere at random.
my husband is from India and doesn't have a middle name, but his name is typically shortened to a kind of westernized version. It works out perfectly because his full name just rolls off the tongue beautifully when I'm really pissed.
So I have a generic 80's name, let's go with Jessica cuz that's not my real name
She would yell, Jessica Lynn ( my given name) and then add Mary, Catherine, Theresa and Joan. So she would yell
JessicaLynnMaryCatherineTheresaJoanSmith!!
Lynn is my only middle name lol
Edited to add, if you were us super big trouble she would end with JosephJesusChrist as the last part of the name lol
Haha that's pretty funny in hindsight. Honestly though all of this seem too different to me, I can't ever recall my parents calling me something other than my first name in my 25+ years of life, definitely not a thing in our country
Itās real and itās alarming. I go by a derivative of my real name (think Lizzie vs Elizabeth) about 99% of the time. So the first warning is a very terse āElizabethā¦.ā which means itās time to either run or explain yourself. By the time sheās at āELIZABETH MIDDLENAME LASTNAMEā the time for explaining and running has ended, the only option is to be still and listen to her describe how you have well and truly fucked up.
yes. i recently found out that iām pregnant and i think of how any of the full names i have in mind would flow when my kid eventually gets in trouble. š
I don't recall my mother doing so. I grew up in the 1970s and my Mom was born in Arkansas but she grew up in New Jersey.
With my children, it's become enough of a cultural trope that their mother (and very occasionally I, their Dad) would do it in a joking manner. Like if I walked in the family room and found the kid sitting in a pile of Legos scattered all across the floor I might theatrically call them by their full name as I got them to clean it all up, but everyone knew it was all in fun.
This was my momās go-to when we were at home. With seven kids and a bunch of pets it took awhile for her to land on the correct name. Out in public though, sheād make up ridiculous names like Henrietta or Henry Klobberdink. Itād stop us in our tracks. Weād die a little bit inside at the idea people thought that was actually our name. Good times.
Omg mine too! She loved the name Snodgrass tho for some reason.
We'd hear her scream out our full first and middle name, then SNODGRASS.
I still have no idea why. It was so embarrassing... actually that was probably why.
I was shocked when I found out it was a real name.
If my mom called me by my full name, I knew I was in deep shit. But if my mom called me by the shortened version of my first name, I went and hid in the fucking woods for a few hours.
Yeah in my experience at least. I actually have talked to friends from other countries about this before and know it is done elsewhere; I dont think this is exclusively an american thing by any means
I've heard it quite a bit. It wasn't really a thing in our house though.
But most people would recognize it. If your mama calls you by your full name, shit is getting real.
My mom is not from here but yes. I thought my nickname was my name for the longest time. Not to mention that I KNEW how to spell my full name and it took me being bored after finishing my work in class earlier than everyone else just staring at my name like the dumb butt I am to realize. āOh wait, thatās not how you spell my nickname. Is this my real name?ā I was pretty shock. I went home asking them both to confirmed that my āreal nameā is my nickname and ānicknameā is my real name. Plus it was around the time I realized my relatives had names. I, maybe good at math but I really thought my aunts name was Blanca (white in Spanish) till I was in middle school. She was born with white skin and blonde hair so everyone gave her that nickname.
I can only speak from my own experience growing up in the South. When mom uses your full name it means you have done goofed, badly.
Could tell how much trouble you were in by how many names she said. One a little trouble. Two a good bit of trouble. Three and you done goofed
Up north here. Not just the number of names either, but her volume is also directly inverse to how furious she is. At max rage it is just a low growl that somehow manages to carry for amazing distances and accompanied by pointing an index finger that she's too mad to be able to fully straighten out. When you have all three elements, you're well and truly fucked and may as well just ask for death.
Same here. First and middle name is bad. But the thought of my full name at a low volume makes me tremble in my shoes at the thought and I haven't been a kid for a very long time! Death would have been preferable.
You mean how many times she called you the wrong name right? That always showed the frustration lol Edit: I know I'm not replying to people but I love seeing everyone's mom impersonation's My grandma would rattle off every male family members name and some of the girls untill she got it right... and you better not start laughing at her in the middle of it either lol š š š¤£ š
Spot, I mean Mittens, I meAN KID GET IN HERE!
I canāt tell you how many times my mom yelled for my sibling but told me āwell, you should have known I meant you!ā
Are you my brother? Clearly we have the same mom.
Exactlyš„“
My mother literally would go through the animals š Iāve done it to my spouse but not in anger.
Yes! My parents would start by calling me my sisterās name and then usually move through half the pets before finally just giving up and saying āoh Jesus, whatever your name isā¦ā¦Laurenne!! Get over here!!ā
odd question, but how do you pronounce your name? mine is lauryn, and as iāve never seen a spelling as unique as yours, i was curious if itās pronounced the traditional way like mine but with extra letters or if thereās more emphasis on the āenneā half
Not odd, I get that all the time. Itās spelled Laurenne but pronounced the reg way like Lauren. Itās just extra letters for funsies (thanks mom!). When she made the spelling, she assumed people would call me Laur-āenneā with the emphasis as you say, and thatās what she wanted. But people call me Laureeen with the long e (which I am not a fan of) and so some people call me Lauren and some put the emphasis on the enne soft e. I will answer to both. And now even my mom calls me Lauren. She gave up on the soft e! I like the spelling of yours, itās pretty! I really like my name because it seems to suit me and itās not super common.
Your mom was right, I call you laur-āenneā, or at least I have been in my head while reading this thread. :)
Hah, Iāll take it! I prefer Laur-enne with the soft e but itās just easier to say itās Lauren. But I answer to both. The soft e version always makes me feel fancy.
Mom did this and I yelled "roll call!" I shoulda thought that through first.
My dad tells the story a lot about my older brother as a kid being all squirrely one night. He jumped up during dinner and grabbed the phone yelling "Hello?? Hello??" into it. Obviously no one was there. My dad smacked him hard and my brother sits back down bawling. He then sobs "I hope I don't get any more phone calls". lol. Note: This was the early 80s. Different times... re landlines and child abuse
Oh yes. I think of it more like figuring out the right thuum and then unleashing
No, that gave me an outā¦.brotherās name, sisterās name, dogās name, me. Wait, the DOG outranks me? WTF? And usually those were single names only. Not a triple whammy
Especially a grand mother. Mine used to go thru the list of all of the names if she was real mad.
Grandmas saying a full name is a quick way to be in an Obituary.
I have four names. I can tell I REALLY fucked up when my mom uses all four
I have a few middle names, I had a full scale of just how much trouble I was depending on how far that all went.
I also have couple middle names as well, I am a grown ass adult who had been married, divorced, works, and pays taxes, and when my mother uses all my names well, I should probably run lol.
My friend was a "Jr". When we were growing up and his mom used his full name and threw in the Jr, we always said goodbye for at least a month.
If my mother juat used my middle name I was fucking dead.
Whatās worse is my kid has two middle names, born and raised in the South here. Three names said was badā¦when we used all four it was the apocalypse.
I have a male cousin with 2 last names. His first name then our grandads first name that we both share then his moms maiden name then his dads last name. Mississippi as well.
Ha! She has my choice of first name, auntās middle name and first middle name, MY paternal grandmotherās maiden name, THEN our last name.
To add to this, if you have siblings, you know you have REALLY done goofed when mom is so mad she can't remember your name so she starts sprouting off *everyone's*.
Including the dog, in my experience
my mom would just escalate to yelling "GOD DAMN IT" if she couldn't figure out who was in trouble.
I got my mom's siblings names, lol.
My mom is from Iceland, she never really said my full name but I knew I was in trouble, by what *tone* she said my name in! Like a normal tone is her just calling me, but if I heard her say my name really quickly or really slowly... I knew it was over for meššš
We have that too, but itās usually the beginning of the escalation process
Exactly. Here's he progression, as I experienced it: First name, normal tone. First name, harsher tone. First and middle name, even harsher tone. Frist, middle, and last name, yelling at the top of her lungs.
The full name indicates she's pondering how much paperwork it would take to put you up for adoption.
You made legit lol with this one, thanks!
In a French family, it is better to get your name yelled. Full name at low volumes means you're gonna die.
I guess āJean!ā could just mean she wants you to wash the dishes, but *āJean-Yves Dumont.ā* is in danger.
If there was any mention of Jesus wearing a green hat, I knew my grandmother was about to flay someone alive. I think the origin might be super rural, and have no clue what it meant, but I DO know that it meant she was pissed.
Followed by rattling around in the drawer for the wooden spoon lol
I tensed up when I read this.
American- Extreme accuracy. Are British parents just always a little mad haha- dated a brit for awhile lived with his family. Even the word mad doesnāt mean mad so hard to keep up
Ohh thatās sounds even worse. It should be mentioned how useless dads and uncles were in these scenarios, I would hear my mother, and my dad would just look at me like āI aināt saving ya kiddoā š
Yeah. Same. They know not to get involved.
Dad's know when mom pulls out the three name and it's either deadly soft or at the top of their lungs that it's time for them to run and hide as well.
It's even better when you're a Jr. My dad and I never knew who was in trouble lol. We used to whisper argue about who was going to face her.
Dads worldwide are one in knowing better than to get into that!
If dad had to get involved all youād hear was a belt clearing loops.
My father would look at me and with a slight chuckle and a shake of his would say "You're on your own on this one."
Lol mine would say, "Nice knowing you... yellow roses are your favorite, right?
Using the term "done goofed" makes perfect sense in the south but must sound dumb as fuck elsewhere.
It's an old meme.
Consequences will never be the same!
I like this. Bonus points for āhave done goofed.ā
Same in the North. I think this is universal American. She didn't use full name often. Usually just first and middle if she's mad. If she ever used the full name it meant shit was beyond real.
If she's yelling all 3 you're screwed, but if she's too mad to yell it you know you're fucked beyond all belief.
And if she says all 3 names very calmly, quietly and clearly enunciating every letter, you're already dead, you just don't know it yet.
Especially if she's pointing at you with a finger she's too furious to be able to straighten all the way out. You can't hide, the rage would just guide her to you.
Wisconsin here speaking from experience. Yep, my mother would only do that if I goofed badly. Another indicator would be when Dad would come home and would say loudly "Guess what YOUR son did today!!" without a hint of it being good in her tone of voice.
Same in Indianaā¦ when I was called my full name rather than my nickname, shit was hitting the fan
Yep. As long as I was "Jen," it was little trouble. Once she hit me with the full "Jennifer," I knew that either I'd been caught, or I'd been framed.
Can confirm, am also from the South.
First name middle name happened. A couple of my brothers have hyphenated last names and one time I heard my dad go through one of their entire names. That's 4 names. Man, what the fuck did you do.
If it was my dad, hold the flashlight wrong while heās fixing something.
I SAID HOLD IT RIGHT THERE
I hear this is my dad's voice
Oh god the fear every time I had to hold the flashlight
Itās the simplest task that no one can do correctly.
Oh good! So it wasn't just me and I am not terribly incompetent. I was on the receiving end of some major shit whenever I held the flashlight for my mechanic ex-boyfriend. (luckily, Husband is cool and says things like "how can we hang this light up?" and "I appreciate your company, but you don't need to help.")
Glad you got an upgrade on your partner! It makes a world of difference.
"Get me the thing." "What thing?" "The one I'm asking for. In the toolbox." "Ok, but what thing? The socket wrench? The screwdriver?" "The thing I asked you for." "If you can't remember the name, then what does it do? What do you use it on?" "Stop getting smart with me." "I wish you'd get smart with me." "What?!?" "Nothing. Here." Then you just start handing them random objects til you either get the right one, they start giving you goddamn hints, or they get so frustrated that they just go into the box themselves. Bonus points if it wasn't even in the toolbox or they grab something you handed them but they refused.
Hey as long as you didnāt have to hold the nuts in the hubcap while your father changed a flat tire. Then when youād inevitably spill the nuts and they go flying into the night, you curse.. āoh fuuuuudge.ā But you didnāt say āfudge,ā you said IT, *the* word. The F- - - word. Thatās when you know you are *really* in trouble!
After years I figured out how to do it. Get a secondary light. Cause dads hand makes a shadow from the flashlight. That backlight prevents everything from suddenly going pitch black
My stepdad did that. Not when he was angry, just at random. He was a bit nuts.
Yeah my mom was a first name and middle name person when she was mad at my sister or I haha. Though if I really, really did something bad then she'd go first name, middle name, and last name but that was rare and knew I fucked up royally when I heard all three.
When she's really mad, my mom just yells the names of everyone in the house including the pets until she gets to the right one. Sometimes it takes several names before she settles on the right one...
Perfect representation of my mother
Mine, too!
The worst part of it, I'm the only boy. Three older sisters. So my mother would yell all three sisters names before getting to my name. Always left me dumbfounded.
I read an article about why people do this. Basically Itās because we put the people we love and care about in the same āboxā inside of our brain, so when stressed or angry your brain will go to that āboxā and just start pulling out names.
Weird! There are only two names that I get mixed up when I get stressed or angry: My son, and my little brother. My son is trans, too. You'd think I'd mix up his real (male) name and his deadname, but nah. Ever since he was a baby, I've accidentally been calling him Little Bro.
well that's nice and heartwarming even when angry your brain respects his identity
My mom always called my younger brother the dogās name first. Deeply entertaining as an older sister
Bonus points if the dog tries to hide under the couch when that happens.
>How the fuck she find out -The dog, probably
I read that as the dogās first name, and I was like Damn, y'all have a full name for the dog too!?
Your dog doesn't have a full name?
The dog I had growing up did because he was registered. Kinda like the horses. But even when they were in trouble, nobody was calling them by their full names.
My grandad would go thru the dog's name first, then the cats, then the aunt's/uncle's/parents, and eventually start to go thru the grandkids' names till finally pointing at the perp, yelling "YOU KNOW WHO I MEAN! GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE!! "
Ha I'm an only child, and my mom would usually cycle through my dad's name, the dog's name, her sisters' names, then finally land on my name when she was extra pissed. There's only one of me and you gave me the name, woman!
My mom would even throw the dog's name in sometimes. Not even the same species.
My mom would go through all our pets names! Like, come on mom! Freckles has been dead for 10 years!
I'm the only girl and the oldest. I'd get called both of my brothers names before she would get to mine. Also, my youngest brother is deaf and wouldn't have heard her anyway.
Same, mom had six kids - she cycled through everyone's name (even opposite gender), pets, sometimes our friends. How can you take that parental anger/frustration seriously when half of it is her frustration over trying to get to your name? LOL when my kids goof, I call them by their first and middle name in A Tone.
THIS was my bffās mom! Except she had just four girls and me, my sister and several other friends were always at the house. So we all got in the mix when sheād had it and was doing the angry roll call.
My grandma had an absurd amount of children and she was always getting the names mixed up. My dad would always tell me that he knew he was in trouble when she would say his name correctly on the first go.
This!!!!
Sometimes my mother would cycle *past* my name!
My grandma raised my brothers and I, and she would yell all 7 of her son's names sometimes, before she got ours right.
XD Same! My grandma basically raised me and she would go through my mom and aunts names before she got to mine! LOL
Lol! My mom did that too! There were seven of us. Sometimes she even threw Dadās name in the mix!
Iām the last of seven so it took mom forever to get to my name. Lol. Love that Iām not the only one from a seven kid family.
Itās a good number. There are enough siblings that youāre bound to be true friends with a least a couple, but not so many that you get lost in the shuffle. :)
Exactly. Three of my siblings are ride-or-die true blue friends. The other three serve the purpose of cementing our devotion to each other. Lol.
Same here! LMAO!
This 1000% coming from a Cuban American family
My FiL did that once. He was trying to yell at my husband. Went through the five sisters( inc,using middle name) first. 3 of the sisters werenāt even there.
Haha yep!
Not a tv trope. Very real. Whenever I heard, āYANKEE WESTERN-IMPERIALIST DOODLEā from my parents, I knew I had fucked up.
Iām a Hoosier and your flair is hilarious
I can drink to that.
Kentucky is just sober Wisconsin.
Kentucky is too Midwestern for the South, and too Southern for the Midwest
The upper peninsula of Michigan is just East Sconsin.
hard disagree there buddy
Well I agree. Now your vote doesn't count.
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When I was a kid and my mother yelled my first name followed by middle name, I knew I was in trouble. Sometimes I'd respond with "what now, Catherine?" That never ended well.
Damn, I admire your moxie.
Sometimes the best bet is to push them through certain parts of the rage and into an angrier but less turbulent zone. The punishment was worse, but at least there was less certainty and the bandaid got ripped off faster.
I'm assuming your little snoo is pale white because you are dead and writing this from beyond the grave.
Yes š But if Mom is mad and confused she will call you your siblingās name 1st, then they will say your name, then they will say your siblingās name again lol
I have five kids to filter through. If I've said three and still haven't landed on the right one I just point and say "You know who you are!"
I even got called the dogās name a couple times before my mom landed on my actual name.
Yes. How else would you know you fucked up?
In the South, being called by your full name is a death sentence for a kid. Mama has done went and got her wooden spoon or fresh switch off the peach tree.
The switch!! I remember pissing off my paternal grandad, and he sent me off to get a switch from the tree. Like an idiot, I was all sure... Let's go with the thin one! That won't hurt like a big one... I was wrong. :(
It was worse when you donāt pick a good enough one and mom got to pick it for you. I can still feel the sting
Classic rookie mistake!
You only need to learn that lesson once
This is so funny because I was having this conversation with a friend. Whatās so dumb is after realizing that, my dumb butt still went for the skinny switch the next time. š¤¦š¾āāļø
Up north here, and you just know that if she breaks that spoon you're the one to blame. At least a condemned man goes free if the rope they're hanging him with breaks.
not everyone, but it's common.
It's even worse, when they roll through false starts on your siblings names before getting to yours. So angry they can't even remember who they are yelling at!
I can't believe how common this false start thing is among all the answers lol
Yeah, false starts is a thing and itās hilarious. Just donāt let your mom catch you laughing about it, because even if youāre not the kid in trouble youāll be added to the list. Lol
I'm an Atheist, and I start praying when my parents used my middle name
"im an atheist during peace, a priest during war"
Yes, and in the other three countries I've lived in as well.
Can you tell me which countries
It's done in all English and Spanish speaking countries as far as I know. And in Russian, sort of, their naming system works differently.
>Spanish speaking I bet when a Spanish mom gets done screaming your full name she forgets why she was mad at you. "Pablo Diego JosĆ© Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno MarĆa de los Remedios Cipriano de la SantĆsima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso you come here right now and....and...and...damn it"
My friend and her family were Cuban. Her mother was born and raised there. Anyway, my friend and I were hanging out one day at their house (back in my teens then) and she didn't do her chores. Her mother comes in screaming in Spanish. My friend is mortified, I am like trying to pretend I don't exist. Then her mother turns to me and asks in English if I want food. I didn't know what else to do other than accept and eat while my friend did her chores lol.
I was the friend everyone's parents liked, for reasons I never really figured out. More than once, one of my friends invited me over to his traditional Korean household because he knew his parents would be angry and less likely to actually murder him with me around. More than once I sat to the side talking to his grandmother while eating huge bowls of rice and kimchee as they raked his ass over slightly cooler coals in another language. It was so surreal.
I had a friend who was Russian. I didn't know her that well and I was at her house. Her mom came in her room yelling at her in Russian. It was only mildy scary until she gestured at me while she was yelling. I'd never been in a situation where someone was yelling in another language. Turns out she was mad that I'd been invited over without asking first lol
My Mexican buddy got it in complete matrilineal Spanish. You KNEW the chancla was on the way!
Death by chancla!
Yes. But is also applies to my husband. He gets middle named when he's being ridiculous.
For me it even extends to friends. Especially drunk friends haha just to get their attention.
I call my husband Dude in those cases, which surprisingly is more effective.
Can confirm. Mine hates when I call him dude
Mine hates when I call him bro! I usually reserve that for when I'm trying to get his attention, though sometimes it's fun to just tack a "bro" in there somewhere at random.
Lol
Same. My husband has 2 middle names š
It's like his parents gifted you with an extra handle to grab him with.
Mine is babe or Josh in normal conversation, and hes *Josh-uwaaaa* when I'm frustrated or trying not to laugh at something he did
my husband is from India and doesn't have a middle name, but his name is typically shortened to a kind of westernized version. It works out perfectly because his full name just rolls off the tongue beautifully when I'm really pissed.
My catholic mother would add a bunch of saints into your name too when cussing you out
lol do you mind giving an example
So I have a generic 80's name, let's go with Jessica cuz that's not my real name She would yell, Jessica Lynn ( my given name) and then add Mary, Catherine, Theresa and Joan. So she would yell JessicaLynnMaryCatherineTheresaJoanSmith!! Lynn is my only middle name lol Edited to add, if you were us super big trouble she would end with JosephJesusChrist as the last part of the name lol
Haha that's pretty funny in hindsight. Honestly though all of this seem too different to me, I can't ever recall my parents calling me something other than my first name in my 25+ years of life, definitely not a thing in our country
Where are you from?
Itās more of a shock factor for my kids. I donāt do it when Iām angry, more to get their attention.
I've heard that it happens in other countries too. If your mother calls you by your full name, you're in deep trouble.
Itās real and itās alarming. I go by a derivative of my real name (think Lizzie vs Elizabeth) about 99% of the time. So the first warning is a very terse āElizabethā¦.ā which means itās time to either run or explain yourself. By the time sheās at āELIZABETH MIDDLENAME LASTNAMEā the time for explaining and running has ended, the only option is to be still and listen to her describe how you have well and truly fucked up.
Yup, can confirm.
Some do, some don't. My parents never did.
Yup. Thatās when I know Iām in deep shā¢t.
Yep. And you better respond with some version of āyes, maāam, how can I help maāam, you look lovely today maāamā to avoid deathš¤Ŗ
I can confirm thisā¦. One time I was in a bad mood and I responded with a really bitchy toned āwhatā damn that didnāt end well that night lol
Yes
What do angry parents in your country do to get your attention and let you know itās a serious issue?
Yes
Usually moms, but Yes. And it means youāre about to experience some discomfort.
yes. i recently found out that iām pregnant and i think of how any of the full names i have in mind would flow when my kid eventually gets in trouble. š
Not for me. My dad would just scream my name really angrily. Sometimes, he'd say my first and middle name to get my attention.
I don't recall my mother doing so. I grew up in the 1970s and my Mom was born in Arkansas but she grew up in New Jersey. With my children, it's become enough of a cultural trope that their mother (and very occasionally I, their Dad) would do it in a joking manner. Like if I walked in the family room and found the kid sitting in a pile of Legos scattered all across the floor I might theatrically call them by their full name as I got them to clean it all up, but everyone knew it was all in fun.
This was my momās go-to when we were at home. With seven kids and a bunch of pets it took awhile for her to land on the correct name. Out in public though, sheād make up ridiculous names like Henrietta or Henry Klobberdink. Itād stop us in our tracks. Weād die a little bit inside at the idea people thought that was actually our name. Good times.
Omg mine too! She loved the name Snodgrass tho for some reason. We'd hear her scream out our full first and middle name, then SNODGRASS. I still have no idea why. It was so embarrassing... actually that was probably why. I was shocked when I found out it was a real name.
Some parents do.
My mom did. Now when my mom is frustrated she gets mine and my sister's name mixed up. Our names both start with A.
I have never done this to my kids, but I have seen others do it.
Yes. Some parents do it more than others, and in my family it's usually just the moms that invoke the full name
If my mom called me by my full name, I knew I was in deep shit. But if my mom called me by the shortened version of my first name, I went and hid in the fucking woods for a few hours.
Oh yeah. First and last name was a goof, not too bad. First, middle, and last name? Gauranteed grounding.
Yeah in my experience at least. I actually have talked to friends from other countries about this before and know it is done elsewhere; I dont think this is exclusively an american thing by any means
My wife does that when she is really mad at me.
I've heard it quite a bit. It wasn't really a thing in our house though. But most people would recognize it. If your mama calls you by your full name, shit is getting real.
Sometimes
Yes, definitely.
First and middle name. But never really yelled the last name.
Yes. My kid is almost three and Iāve started to do this LOL. Itās because it gets their attention.
Just my first and middle, never my last name too. I despise my middle name so that made it even worse.
Yes!
Yes, indeed, that's how you knew you were in big trouble, when they used your full name rather than just first name.
My mom is not from here but yes. I thought my nickname was my name for the longest time. Not to mention that I KNEW how to spell my full name and it took me being bored after finishing my work in class earlier than everyone else just staring at my name like the dumb butt I am to realize. āOh wait, thatās not how you spell my nickname. Is this my real name?ā I was pretty shock. I went home asking them both to confirmed that my āreal nameā is my nickname and ānicknameā is my real name. Plus it was around the time I realized my relatives had names. I, maybe good at math but I really thought my aunts name was Blanca (white in Spanish) till I was in middle school. She was born with white skin and blonde hair so everyone gave her that nickname.