It’s spelled: C-h-r-i-s-

Me: “Good Afternoon. Thank you for calling Cingular Wireless Pennsylvania Avenue; this is Christopher, how may I help you?”
Caller: “What’s your name?”
Me: “Christopher”
Caller: “Christian?”
Me: “Chris-to-pher. What can I help you with?”
Caller: “Is that spelled with a K or a C?”
Me: “It’s spelled with a ‘C’ ma’am.”
Caller: “What was it now? You’re sayin’ it too fast.”
Me: “Chris… to… pher, what is it that I can help you with?”
Caller: “Well I want to get your name so that I when I come in I can see you.”
Me: “My name is Christopher.”
Caller: “Can you spell it please?”
Me: “You don’t know how to spell ‘Christopher’?! … C-h-r-i-s-”
{meanwhile my co-worker is bustin’ up and I being to laugh}
Me: “What is it that you need ma’am?”
Caller: “Oh, you don’t know how to spell your own name?”
Me: {laughing} I don’t have time for this… *CLICK*

It may have been rude and ignorant, but I don’t get paid enough for that shit.