As odd as my name is, I could never get a straight answer from my parents as to where it came from. It wasn't until after they were both killed in an automobile crash that I found out about my name. I had just turned eighteen and had not a clue as to how my parents made a living. They had bank accounts full of money but how did it get there? Growing up I had never seen them do anything that could be construed as work and now that they were gone I couldn't find where they got their money from. As I searched boxes and drawers in room after room, I was becoming discouraged and then I found a letter addressed to me.
Dear Cigam,
My dearest son, if you are reading this then I have to assume, your father and I are dead. First, let me say that we loved you very much and second we have hidden certain things from you while we waited for you to mature enough to handle them.
Well now down to business, your name, Cigam, is an old family name and is part of an incantation or spell. As you no doubt have noticed Cigam is magic spelled backwards and when spoken with, the spell gives you powers of persuasion beyond your belief.
You have merely to say aloud to someone the words "Cigam is magic spelled backwards" and once hearing this incantation the person must do the opposite of what you instruct them to do.
Ciggy my love you are a bright boy and I shouldn't have to warn you about your newly learned powers but have care in what you say and choose your words carefully. As one wrong word in a directive can cause havoc be sure to think out your thoughts.
This answered so many questions and yet left so many more. I was anxious to try out my newly found powers. I went out on the street and almost ran over the mail lady on the front porch.
"Did you know that my name Cigam, is magic spelled backwards? I see you shake your head no, OK, then I want you to take your top off."
Without a word, she sat her mailbag down and pulled out a coat then put it on. She then handed me my mail and went on her way. My puzzlement quickly turned to understanding as I realized I hadn't told her the opposite of what I wanted. Still overall it worked she did the very opposite of my command. I looked up to see her get into the little toy car the post office gives these people to drive. I ran up to stop her before she drove away.
"I told you that Cigam spelled backwards is magic, now I want you not to give me a blowjob in this car."