The history of Satey

A few weeks ago Cate and I went to a healing/prayer/worship service in South Bethlehem. It was our first time there, we sat towards the back. One of the men there turned around and introduced himself . We said hi, I think Cate actually introduced us and said, 'I'm Cate, this is Tara".
He joyfully responded with,

"Welcome Katey and Sara!"

I was now sitting there with laughter tears about to roll down my cheek because this was HYSTERICAL. What's the chance he got BOTH names wrong??
He turned back around and I now had my chance to uncontrollably laugh out loud for a moment. We figured that it was no big deal, this guy would quickly forget our names and and he'd soon be asking us again what our names were and we could clear it all up.
Was only a matter of seconds before he turned back around then yelled over to some other people there, "Hey everyone, meet Katey and Sara!"
Then he preceded to tell us, how he won't forget our names because those are his daughter's names.
So now, the entire congregation is greeting Katey and Sara and welcoming us there.
And not knowing what to do, we just awkwardly smiled, and rolled with it.
After all, what can you do at that point? I was enjoying every single moment of this, it really doesn't get any better.
One of the woman there said, "Hey you guys can be known as Satey!"
Eventually the conversation stopped, everyone turned around and I was still laughing.

Cate and I then tried to figure out what name we could appropriately go by.
She quickly suggested, "TATE!"
I sorta choked a lil bit, and politely suggested, "Satey. Let's stick with Satey...that works better for me."