One person called me Abue, which I love. If I’m on here long enough, I’m hoping I will get the Vulcan for ‘grandma’ too. ;)
As for my name: my friends call me Dee. I’ve never thought of my name as being cute, but I will tell you a cute story about it.
Being a fellow Dee no doubt made it easier for De Kelley to remember my name, since it’s not like we saw each other frequently. But when we did see each other, we had our ‘Hi, Dee!’ ‘Hi, De!’ greetings, and I’ll confess I would wait for him to greet me first because I always loved when he called out to me like that. It’s always nice to be remembered, isn’t it?
Back then I was working in a medical lab, and although I was pretty much a secretary, not doing any medical research or even any science myself – and De knew that – he would say to other people, “This is Dee, and she’s in medical research – making HER the Real McCoy.” Dumbest joke ever, but of course I treasured it. That man was himself such a treasure.