To begin with I need to give some background. When I was a freshman my roommates gave me the nickname Kurlee.* It carried over into my sophomore year. Most people didn't take the effort to say the long name Karalee, they mostly called me Kurlee.
When school started up again in January, Brian and I went back to Glenwood. In ward prayer they were announcing the several engagements that happened over Christmas break. My roommate Lindsey was in charge of ward prayer and so she finished up with "Brian and Karalee are getting married". The rest of my ward goes, who is Karalee? Then Lindsey says "Kurlee!". Then everyone knew who I was. No one knew me by my real name.
*The next summer I went to a reunion for my freshman ward, and all the people I knew fairly well came up and asked me what me real name was.
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