Scene: The other day Katie is apologizing for getting drunk the night before.

Katie: I didn't say anything mean, did I?
Me: No, but you did get kinda bossy.
Katie: Bossy?
Me: (I fake despair) It was actually kinda rude. You can't just boss me around, Katie. I mean, I'm not an object.
Katie: Actually you are an object. (she nods, consolingly) And when I talk about you to other people I just refer to you as Meat.
Me: (exasperated) Meat?
Katie: Yup. People will ask what I'm up to later and I'll say, "Oh, I'm hanging out with Meat." (she pauses a moment and gets a pensive look on her face) It's ironic, your name is Meat and you have a blog where you write about cheese. Hmm.