Mark has a high pitched voice, you might say it's squeaky. Because of this he is often mistaken for a woman when sales people call our house. I can always tell when that mistake has been made because on our end all I keep hearing is "I am not a ma'am. Stop calling me ma'am!". A while back when we switched over to AT&T from Sprint, Mark wanted to get the best deal. Apparently the sales person on the phone from AT&T kept calling Mark ma'am. So as not to stir the pot, and to assure he got the best deal, he went along with it. In fact, what I heard was this, "My name?". A few seconds of hesitation, and then Mark said, "Marge, my name is Marge." Mark looked quickly over at me and then said, "Here, talk to my husband.", and he handed me the phone. I could not talk to the sales person on the phone. I was laughing too hard.
Mark named our dog Bette. I didn't like it at the time, but I went along with it. I have trained her using that name, she responds to that name, and all our neighbors know her as Bette. Now Mark has had a change of heart and he wants to start calling her Muppet. All day long yesterday he was calling her Muppet. I have no problem with changing her name after four months. Just as long as I can call Mark, Marge from now on.