A Boy Nicknamed Snoopy

Let me fill the gap before the next big thing with a post. I haven't bloged for a long time. I missed blogging. It's time for another old story. Because it happened many years ago, the way I remember it might be totally different from what really happened. Last year, I wrote that Snoopy is one of my nicknames. The origin of that nickname dates back to the time when I was in the 7th grade, the year in which I established myself as a class clown. Two of my classmates came to me one day...
Classmate 1: You look a lot like Snoopy
I didn't liked to be compared with a dog.
Me: No, I am not!
Classmate 1: I'm going to call you from now on Snoopy
Me: No, you are not!
Classmate 2: Oh yeah. That name suits you
Me: No, it does not!
Another classmate came.
Classmate 3: What's going on here?
Classmate 1: Snoopy doesn't like to be called Snoopy.
Classmate 3 to me: Why not?
That was the moment my nickname caught on. At some point even some teachers were calling me Snoopy. But, I didn't mind anymore. I did intensive research (I read "The Peanuts"). My research lead to the conclusive result that Snoopy is the most awesome dog. Snoopy is so awesome that all the other dogs say to him "You're the dog!" and Snoopy always answers "No, You're the dog!".

Garage Doors

Today, I want to ask for your help. Since I started to read the comic strips Dilbert, two or three months ago, I get phone calls from people, who want to talk to Dilbert, the garage door guy. So far, I have wasted my precious phone minutes to tell them, they called the wrong number. I am sick of it. How can I flip this situation so that it turns to something good for me? So far, I have to ideas.

1. The classy telephone prank: I will respond to calls with "Dilbert here" and see where it will go from there.
2. Start a garage door sales business: I don't need to search for customers - they will call me. All I have to do is to respond to phone calls with "Dilbert's garage doors"... and also learn everything about garage doors.

Do you have any suggestions?

Dilbert's Garage Doors - I can help you

The Name of the Bros

My brother Sina has birthday. This year I am going to give him a picture I drew as a present ... and this post. Don't you love if you get something which comes from heart in stead from store?
Sina is the big brother. He has been around all the time I was in this world. That has some drawbacks. When I was little, I was nicknamed "Susu". That was a long time ago and since everyone stopped calling me that. Everyone except Sina - he still does. To tease him, I nickname him "Sisi". Two can play that game.

Susu and Sisi

Because my name is Soroosh, which is for most people difficult to pronounce, spell, and remember, people often try to come up with a nickname for me. My policy is: I will ignore the nickname and pretend they are talking to someone else. Depending on who is more stubborn either the nickname dies or it catches on. Most of the time, people come up with variations of my name as a nickname, like "Roooosh" (Thanks to David "The Faz" Faroz for that name). Girls like to add an extra vowel at the end of my name, very common is an "i" or an "a". The nickname "Doctor Doctor" is because I'm Dr Pezeshki (Pezeshk is Farsi for physician). From time to time, people give me the same name as heroes from popular culture. I have been nicknamed "Snoopy", "Spiderman", and "Harry Potter".

"Roooosh" is not just a name, it's a lifestyle 

Ohh, I got off track. I wanted to write about Sina. What did I forget? O yes. Happy birthday, Sina.

Next year, I will make a vase out of clay for Sina's b'day

PS: Some other nicknames include but not limited to: Super Soroosh, Evil Soroosh, the dream crusher, sope

O Brother, Where Art Thou From?

This post proves my blog is still alive. It is also a proof of my existential dilemma. When people ask me where I am from, I do not know what to answer. Am I an Arab, German or Iranian? I do not know and I have the hardest time to give a brief answer. One thing is clear: I once wrote "we Americans" and the general response was: "You are not American". The funny thing is, other people don't have such a hard time to classify what I am: Indian. German people think I am Indian, Iranian people think I am Indian and today one Indian guy in the grocery store thought I am Indian.
If I was an Indian my name would be for sure Suresh like Dr. Suresh from the TV show "Heroes". I will surrender to the majority verdict and give from now on the short answer: I am from India. All I need now is an Indian accent.

The Good Nongerman

Ich habe endlich meinen Antrag auf Einbürgerung abgegeben. Nach dem ich fast 19 Jahre in Deutschland verbracht habe, habe ich mir gedacht, ist es Zeit mich zu integrieren.
Man hat mir gesagt, dass es 6 Monate dauern kann. Und wie genau Zeitangaben in einigen Behörden sein können, habe ich schon früher geschrieben. Bezahlen musste ich sofort. Und nicht zu wenig.
Die Kassenautomaten in der Behörde hören sich an wie Spielautomaten. Doch während man bei Spielautomaten die Hoffnung hat, etwas zu gewinnen und Geld zurück zu bekommen, weiß man bei den Kassenautomat, dass man das Geld nie wieder sieht.
Falls mein Antrag angenommen wird, brauche ich einen neuen Namen, passend zu meinem neuem Vaterland. Habt Ihr Vorschläge? Ach ich vergaß, niemand liest meinen Blog.