Coworker 1: “I haven’t been watching the olympics much, but I just think Snoop Dogg such an American treasure.”

Coworker 2: “Totally! 100 percent.”

Coworker 1: [Sharing phone screen] “Look at him! He’s so cute. And so genuine, I feel.”

Me:

@tinyroofnail I don't know much about Snoop Dogg. I read a (British) review of his work that referred to him as "Mr. Dogg." Respectful, but it sounded wrong to me, like calling Crazy Horse "Mr. Horse".

@JohnBrady Pretty comical, and kind of no-win situation, unless you just stuck with Mr. Broadus. My dad is pretty fond of a story he says R.C. Sproul used to tell about meeting Elisabeth Elliot, who apparently didn’t appreciate nicknames. He said, “Hello, I’m R.C.” and she quickly answered, “No. Your name is Robert Charles.”