Where nobody knows your name

Okay, I understand that in the karmic world if you make trouble, sometimes you get a little back. But my case stands tall: I have always liked my name. Six letters in my first name; six in my last. So when I was contemplating a name change, I thought I was lucky enough to have a "classic" last name that I could combine with another. It rolls off the tongue. Somehow that belief does not always transfer to the outside world. I completely understand that it is not the life's work of my friends and family to spell it, think about it, whatever. But when I deal with the customer service members of the world nobody gets it. I spend more time giving possible alternative names, spellings (including spaces), and I still get lost in the system. My hotel reservations are temporary lost. I am filed under T, K and all other letters in between. Apparently it's really hard to spell Kemp, also. Yesterday I was talking to our internet provider and he explained that nobody gets it because my last name isn't hyphenated. Oh. Okay, Mr. I Wouldn't Ever Consider Changing My Name. Believe me, if you keep it, I understand. If you change it, I understand. But gosh forbid I dare consider otherwise. Okay, this is a total whine fest that I've devoted too much time to.