A long forgotten tragedeigh of yore has resurfaced in my memory

Around 20 years ago, I worked at a bank with a woman named Occyon (pronounced Ocean). For reference, she is around 5-10 years older than me, so probably 45-50 years old now, and we worked in southern Maine. We would hear customers ask about her name constantly throughout the day. She was beyond over it with the name comments and her deadpan responses to the comments and questions about her name were hilarious. Occyon was a great coworker, I hope she is doing well!