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Dear Friend,

When you told me your real name was Tammy, and that you go by your middle name, I really didn't know you were serious. Since you were smiling, and (sorta) laughing, I thought you were making a joke about that name. So, when I mentioned the stereotypes that go along with the name Tammy (the first kid to steal gum from 7-11 in elementary school, grows up into a super-skinny addict with a bad dye job and a super-frizzy perm, and a couple more), I certainly was not referring to you. And, I was joking - I was smiling and (sorta) laughing. Those were little clues. Oh, and I promise that I will never call you Tammy Faye again.

You see, you aren't called Tammy. You don't fit the stereotype. So, there were no offensive comments directed at you. While I'm not aware of your gum-stealing history, I do think that your chunky streaks of blonde hair look fine and your perm isn't very frizzy at all.

So, we're good, right?

Fondly,
Sam