What's in a name?

We had our tattoos done today.
Philippa went first and was very brave. She laid face down on the table while the ‘artist’ embroidered the word RORY and a red heart on the back of her left shoulder. I foolishly decided to watch, so I knew exactly what was coming when it was my turn. What I should have done is sat in the chair near her head and stroked her hair while it was happening, then maybe she would have done the same for me. As it was, she just sat there and laughed while I shook with fear and had tears of pain rolling down my face.
When it was over, he wiped away the blood (don’t ask) and held up a mirror so I could see his handiwork. I stared in disbelief for about thirty seconds while the shock sank in before saying “Erm - is it my imagination, or have you spelt her name wrong?”
He took a quick look and said “No, mate, it’s fine.”
I said “No it isn’t fine. You’ve spelt it with two L’s and one P”
He said “Yes mate. Two L’s and one P. Phillipa. That’s how you spell it.”
I felt like throwing up. My head was spinning and I heard myself mumble tearfully “It’s the other way round… It’s the other way round…” My head sank onto the table as Philippa burst out laughing. Thankfully, she found it highly amusing, unless it was just the trauma and adrenalin affecting her.
Anyway, after much anger, negotiation and noise, I got an apology, and my money back. But what’s the point? It’s not her name is it? I might as well have got a tattoo that says ‘STEPHANIE’ or ‘JEFF’
Next time Philippa wants us to ‘express our depth of love’ I’m buying T-shirts that say “I’m With Her” (and “Him”)
I hope this posting makes some kind of sense, as I am rather in shock, and in pain, and intoxicated.

RC 11-6-11