Those of us with difficult last names are accustomed to quietly bearing the indignities of constant mispronunciation, especially from digital assistant programs like Apple’s Siri. My last name (Geuss) is pronounced “Gice,” but that pronunciation is so far from being phonetically logical in English that if people get close—calling me Guess or Goose—I generally don’t correct them. Siri insists on calling me “Megan Juice,” which is not even close (and is also a beverage). I let it slide. After all, what recourse do I have?

None. That’s how much recourse I have. But I am no Barbra Streisand.