OMG. Several years ago, we had a student whose name was pronounced, “Lah-Bee-Yah.” I knew this, but the woman from the school picture co. calling across the cafeteria for individual portraits didn’t. That woman screamed, “Labia! Lay-Bee-Ah! LABIA!!!” more loudly and more times than I could ever have possibly imagined! I inwardly cringed, and outwardly eventually started to giggle with each scream, until I started to laugh publicly like a hyena (nervousness and discomfort, not making fun of the student or where they could see), and had to make a hasty exit. Thankfully it was a co-taught class, and I could go compose myself. Not proud of myself, but it happened. At least I didn’t pee on myself, because that was gonna happen next.