Am I that complicated????

Do I lead a misunderstood life? Sometimes I think that is the case. I can think of countless times where people do not even bother to try to say my name, like a few weeks ago when I boarded the plane and I heard “thank you Mike, thank you Sandra, thank you John, thank you miss”. Miss, miss or even worse sometimes it is just ma’am. She could not pronounce my name so she did not even try. Oh well. Then right behind me it back to her normal routine as if I would not paid heed “thank you Cameron”. Whatever. People are lame-o. Or how about when I was majoring in Speech communication and everyone thought it was speech pathology or back when I worked at Eddie Bauer and everyone thought I worked at corporate. Nope. Or even now being an interior designer, people think all I do is run around picking out pillows and tassels. Nope. Wrong again. I guess I do not blame people, but am I really that complicated??? Maybe I should change my name to Jane and become something easy to understand like a pharmacist at my favorite store of course- Target. Just had to get that one of my chest. Here is picture of a typical work day, no tassels included-unless they are on my shoes.