BY FLORIAN ERNSTBERGER.
"Names are smoke and mirrors" says Wolfgang von Goethe in Faust.
Well, but not necessarily mine!
Actually quite simple: Florian Ernstberger.
The first name Florian was still relatively unusual at the end of the 1950s and my namesakes certainly did not consider what followed from childhood to today: "Flo, Flori, Flotschi, Floggi" and even "Florili". I particularly appreciate the long "i ' to 'Floriiiiiii'.
At the grammar school, the then-popular alienation of the surname “Ernsti” was added, and for some time children’s mouths had shortened it to “Mr. E”.
But it gets really complicated on the phone and has already cost me a lot of communication time and patience: "Ernstberger, hello, I would like ..." "Mr. Berger, hello." "No, Ernstberger is my name." "Of course Mr. Berger ." "No, the last name is Ernstberger." "Excuse me?" "My name is Florian Ernstberger." "Oh, two first names." "No, first name Florian and last name Ernstberger." "Yes, I understand, Mr. Enzensberger, like the writer .” “No, like Lustig and Taler, Ernstberger with st.
A name." "Now I understand it, it's really very simple." To top it all off, I received a letter following one such conversation with the address: "Florian Ernst Berger-Takeover."
It's much easier for my wife, her first name is Simone, so the middle name Ernst is out of the question right from the start.
To make things easier, I've always reserved or ordered by phone on "Berger" for years, which is "sound and smoke" anyway.