Thursday, December 5, 2013

The great spillover of job titles

I received an invite to a former classmate/relative's wedding two days ago. Via Facebook. Yep, that's how we roll these days, old-timers. Anyway, the content of the FB page was something like this:

The wedding of Dr. XYZ and Dr. ABC
Time: XXX
Place: XXX

I took a look at it and my almost immediate reaction to it was: "Really? Dr.?"

I couldn't but felt that it is wholly unnecessary. It is a wedding invite, not a freaking conference schedule. Your job title doesn't have to be there. I know who you are. You are a bau-bau bacang relative of mine whom I have no idea how we are related despite the countless explanations from Mom. You were a classmate of mine for many years. You don't need to convince me or anyone else of your professional capabilities. For ceremonies of the holy matrimony kind, all we need to know is your name and your future spouse's name. 

Maybe I am being a bit too harsh here. I know doctors spent like five years studying, so maybe that should allow them the privilege of tacking on the title on whatever they want. 

I wish Hidayah a wonderful married life, regardless. 

PS: And I still cannot believe that she is going to marry soon. People my age are so adult right now.