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Do You Hate Your Name?

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When I was a youngster, I hated my name. I’m not really sure why, I don’t remember the details or specifics of it, just that I disliked it. I wanted to be named Steve or Mike. I thought those were the coolest names.

Ironically, just a few months ago at the office I worked at, we had three out of eight employees named Mike. I sure was glad my name wasn’t Mike then.

I wonder why it is that people hate their names. I’ve met several people in my life that hated their name and wanted to change it to something else. Oddly it was always in then adolescent stage of their life. I’ve never met an adult that wanted to change their name, (excluding Muslims, married women or weirdoes, like the friend of mine who radically changed his name but left his last name the same so as not to piss off his parents. It was the equivalent to Papageorgio Rodriguez Smith ).

Also, it seems to go hand in hand that when the people tell you their name you always love it. “Possobean? That’s an awesome name, I wish I had it.” I’ve never heard a name I didn’t like, (except for last names: Lipscomb, Snodgrass, etc.). These people seem to live their life somewhere, somehow, having some kind of life changing experience, because when I see those people years later they’ve accepted their names and in some case are now proud of them. You run into them and say hello using their “old name” and they correct you. WTF? That’s what I use to call you twelve years ago until you went cuckoo and changed it, so don’t get an attitude with me!

Another weird trend I’ve seen is people who trade out their middle name for their first name. Most of the time, (especially in men) the switch is so insignificant you almost want to slap them. Like going from Arthur to Wayne is going to change anything in you life. To top it off, they always tell you that it’s not their first name. “No, Frank is my middle name.” Which makes no sense, if you don’t like your first name so much that you go with your middle name, then why would you want to tell people that you’ve switched? You know the first question out of their mouth is going to be, “Really, so what’s your first name?” In that case you’ve totally lost the whole point of switching your name.

Unless your name is Slutbag or Shithead, I don’t think you have anything to feel bad about. Just go with the name your parents gave you, nobody cares anyway.

Egg On!

Ramblin’ Steve Rooster Mike

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Written by Ramblin' Rooster

December 2, 2008 at 6:22 am

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    December 24, 2008 at 7:34 am

  2. I always hated my name, too. More so when I was a child. So did my friends. (Hated their own names, not mine) But now I have a friend who lives in Mexico City and I LOVE the way he trills the “r” in my name. So it sounds new to my ears and I’m happy with it. My middle name is a different story.

    befuddledandbewildered

    January 28, 2009 at 3:45 am

    • befuddledandbewildered, that’s too ironic. I met a Russian woman who told me there was no “J” in her alphabet and replaced it with a “Y”. When she said me name it was so exotic and fancy. Feelin’ the connection. Thanks for the comments.

      Ramblin' Rooster

      January 28, 2009 at 4:07 am


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