What are the odds that I would stumble across a news article which mentions two people (totally unrelated to me, AFAIK) that would have the same first and last name as my brother and I do? Admittedly neither one of us has uncommon names, but we’re not John and Joe Smith, either.
That is pretty strange.
A friend of mine has an obit from the local paper that states he was killed in a sking accident.
Exact same name and he goes sking.
Isn’t this why papers tend to use middle names and ages? (Please, tell me your middle name is Wayne.)
I have the same first and last birth name as a recently deceased POTUS (before his name was changed early in his life after his mother’s remarriage I believe) Every so often someone will read this in a book or see it somewhere and call me up asking if i know about it.
Oh god now you’ll really be able to find me and kill me. My theory is, if the student loan people cant find me, you guys probably cant either.
A couple of months ago, I kept getting calls congratulating me on my hole-in-one. I think I like my doppelgänger better.
Ron? Your name is Ron?
Nah - I know your name and it isn’t Ron. But I promise not to drop the dime on you, Ms. K…
My name was posted on my company’s website since I am part of the management team. So I Googled myself for the first time to see where it would pop up, and found a guy with my name who is a competitive eater. Great. :rolleyes:
A friend of mine was telling me about being stopped by the police for a minor traffic infraction. Seems they ran a check while doing the paperwork in the police car–and up popped Friend’s name and his date of birth! Apparently, he was wanted for a murder in a city at the other end of the country.
When the dust had settled, as it were, Friend was let go. Once they got past the name and DOB, there was little to match him to the actual murderer. But just the fact that somebody with the exact same name and date of birth was out there–and a murderer besides–kind of spooked my friend. He still got the traffic ticket, though.
Somebody with your artistic skills? I refuse to believe you attended a school of any kind.
There’s another group of Barbarians in the town I grew up in. Dad Barbarian’s doppel is a judge.
My doppel is a petty thief who once cleaned out my bank account, but the bank made him put it back (my Vancouver doppel is a drunk, and got my license revoked for 6 months).
My brother’s doppel is a nasty, nasty cretin with a criminal record as long as your arm, and was born the day before or day after my brother. Any time he is pulled over by police now, he hands over his license and says that any warrants out are for the other guy, not him.
My dad, a pediatrician, has the same name, first and last, as an abortionist on the other side of the state. He’s known for performing abortions with his shirt unbuttoned as he spews profanity. They had my dad on the evening news about ten years ago, in which he said he didn’t think he’d perform abortions as it’d be ‘bad for his business’.
Smartass. 
Wow, really? In MPSIMS?
Are you sure this is the MB for you?
I was quite surprised to discover that apparently, that girl I broke up with was a superhero. Hijinks ensued.
Nope. Sorry. The ages listed are pretty close (at least in my case, my brother’s 10 years older than I am, his middle name isn’t Wayne, either).
I have a highly unusual first name. I did find out though that there are at least 2 other people in the US with the same first name. They are both men (I’m not).
I was surprised enough to find out that they shared my name. I was more surprised to find out that they were both English teachers. I considered being an English teacher until I decided that I really didn’t like kids.
Then it got stranger.
They both coach debate - which is enough of a coincidence for me.
But…
I was president of my school’s debate team for 3 years and frequently coached the other team members. I also coached public speaking to 3 classmates in college.
Well, we do have a similar chin.
I just typed my name into Google, and I was the third hit! Whoo-HOO!
There are quite a few women who share my first name, last name, and middle initial. The weird part is that so many of us are lawyers.
Given that there are at least eleven of me who are registered to vote in my own city, I’m sure I have a twin who has done something interesting somewhere. I just don’t have the inclination to go searching for it when there are probably thousands of me out there living perfectly mundane lives. On the other hand, it makes it much easier for me to hide. Googling my name in an attempt to figure out what I’ve been up to will get you nowhere.
The best part is that my maiden name was incredibly rare, to the point where there were fewer than ten people in the country with both my first and maiden name, and as far as I know only I had my nickname and maiden name. I much prefer the anonymity. Now nobody can find me unless I want them to.
There are only 1,800 people in the world with my Americanized last name (it’s a dog, I suspect others have shed it when they could). Some guy named Dan mylastname from somewhere out west married a woman with my first name, making there now a whole two people in the world with my first and last name…and they recently moved to the town of 10,000 people I grew up in! I find that bizarre.