Talk with each of the offenders individually and say this: “We’ve talked about this before and I erred in not being clear enough — Parvati’s name isn’t Polly; it’s Parvati.She’s asked that we use her correct name, and that’s what you need to call her going forward.

I hated how I always forgave him for the terrible things he said to me and pretended it didn't really hurt my feelings. I don't know if I still hate him(I don't typically hold a grudge against others) but I'm not ever talking to him again. But I don't know why, I made it look like I like him. So one day this guy from my church, we'll call him Travis, just texts me out of the blue.

I hate that I hate him but I'm done giving him second chances to be nicer or at least civil with me. He asks me if I want to go play nintendo with him at his apartment. He keeps inviting me over, and we quickly become friends.

One of my long-term staff has a common, easy-to-pronounce Indian name, but since well before I was hired, she was given a nickname: a westernised version of her name.

We were chatting about my (slightly unusual) name one day, and she expressed that she hates the nickname, wishes people would just use her real name, and that she’s never felt confident asking people to do so.

We were still kind of friends until he started making racist jokes about me and I gave him the silent treatment for about a month.

I forgave him, hoping he'd be nicer or at least less racist, but I was so wrong. I hate that he always says stupid jokes to me and I always laugh at them. I hate that he kept stalking me through social media, and I'm always excited about it. And kept telling him that I'm always flirting with him.Your staff members’ behavior here is, frankly, disgusting.They want to westernize someone’s name because her actual name isn’t “pretty” or “feminine” enough for them? That’s not an option, they’re being offensive and racist, and you need to require them to behave respectfully and not like the giant assholes they’re currently being.I told him that I was willing to wait, since I was starting to like him a lot. I said only if he really liked me would I want to start. I am quite good, if I do say so myself, having kissed much in the past, and he was okay.He would often comment about my skill, which was a bit weird, but I didn't want to notice that. The day he gets back(a holiday), my siblings texted me that they wanted to go laser tagging and they wanted 'my boyfriend' to come.Travis and I began to spend time together every day, and soon we began holding hands, hugging, cuddling, and tickling.