Title says it all, really.
I have a relatively common first name, but not common enough that I meet many people who share it. On the occasions when I’m around someone with my first name, it makes me feel moderately uncomfortable, in a way I can’t really describe. It’s just weird - my subconscious lizard brain keeps thinking “I’m Absolute, not you, what the hell is going on here?”
It’s just a very slight, disconcerting, uncomfortable feeling. Am I nuts, or has anyone else felt this?
It bothers me only for practical reasons.
Nope. I ran a committee once with two other people with my first name on it. In fact the CEO of my company had my first name. It is fairly common, there was even a Ziegler cartoon where half of an elementary school class had it. I’ve never even thought about it.
My name was the top girls name for the year eight years after I was born.
It shares a diminutive with another common girls name which is in about the top five at the moment, I believe.
Any uncomfortableness, I’m pretty much over by now 
Not a problem, really. Often a frustration and source of humor, but not something that makes me uncomfortable.
When I went back to college, after the Navy, I ended up assigned to a roommate who shared my first name.
Since he was far more outgoing than I am, I often ended up answering the phone: “Hello, Mike and Mike’s room. Mike speaking. Mike’s not here right now, but if you leave your name, number and a brief message I’ll see he gets it as soon as he gets back.”
Yes!
I have a pretty rare name though, and have only met one other Roosh in my life time, and that was fairly recently.
But when I met him, and even though he was older- it was an immediate feeling of “You Stole my Name!” I like having a unique name, and I love my name, but I’m fiercely jealous of it too. And it’s only in person though, I don’t care if I hear about someone having my name, and in those cases I’m happy to hear about it usually. But when I meet them, and they’re younger than me- then my head just rationalizes it as “they’re paying homage to the awesomeness that is my name.” So no feelings of jealously, uncomfortableness or anything. However, if they’re the same age or if they’re older than me, I’m distrustful of them and my head is uneasy. Though if you have the same name as I, you’d never see the jealousy.
But in my head… I’m watching you. Name Stealer.
I have a very unusual name - I’ve only ever met one other woman with my name (although I did get some, uh, stuff for a different Alice-in-Wonderland).
The one time I did meet another woman with my name we just sort of marveled at each other, but I certainly wasn’t weirded out - it was kind of nice, actually.
Yeah, I do feel kind of weirded out if only because it’s pretty much constant. My name is Sarah Elizabeth, and I know three other girls with that exact same name, and many other girls named Sarah or Elizabeth. The two names were in the top five or ten names for a few years around the time I was born. I really don’t like any of the diminutives of Sarah, and I’m not much of a Liz or a Beth or a Betty. Only my grandma gets to call me Sairy.
Regardless of that, two of my best friends growing up were Liz and Beth, I was roommates with a girl named Sarah, and not one, but two of my current best friends are named Sarah. One is even named Sarah Elizabeth. (Oddly enough, our group of friends call us by diminutives of our last names, which developed completely independently of each other.) I think I’ve adjusted.
It bugs me, but it’s about on the same level as people who ask me what I’m crocheting when I’m knitting in public. Oh well!
On a recent thread about that “how common is your name” site, I mentioned that there are 11,855 people with both my first and last name in the US. Needless to say, I have a common name, so no - it doesn’t bother me.
One odd thing about people with my same first name - I can never remember their name the next time I meet them!
Seriously…if you have my name, I will never remember your name until I have met you at least three times! Makes no sense - perhaps because when running names through my brain trying to remember someone else’s name, choosing my own name as an option never occurs to me.
Yes! Especially as my first name isn’t very common, and I often get compliments on it. I feel very protective of it, particularly when I come across people who have spelt it differently to how I spell it- they’re wrong! They’re ALL wrong!!!
I’ve only met one other person with my name. We were both kinda “wow” about the whole thing.
Nope. I go to Halloween and New Years parties every year with the same group of people, and 5 of the 8 or so women there are named Jessica, plus one guy named Jesse. We think it’s a hoot!
I also went through all of grade school being in the same class as 2 other girls with the same first name and last initial. We worked it out pretty early on that one was Jessica, one was Jessi and I was JJ. We stayed that way all the way through high school.
I think it’s great that there’s enough forms of “Jessica” to go around, and a group of Jessicas usually works itself out 
I don’t often come across folk with my usual first name (a shortened version of my full name), even though it really isn’t all that uncommon. When it does happen, there’s usually a bit of jokey “Oh, you’re named —? So am I!”, some chuckles, then we get on with business. It does feel weird, though, I must agree.
No. I never even thought about it.
Every other Sandra I’ve met has used a different pronounciation to me, so it’s felt like a different name. I’m not sure if it’s just an australasian thing, but there are two ways Sandra can be pronounced - the first syllable ‘San’ either rhymes with ‘sand’ or rhymes with the first syllable of ‘sarcastic’.
Mine is pronounced in the latter, but most Sandra’s I’ve met pronounce their name in the former.
I am not uncomfortable. They become uncomfortable, but only briefly, when and if they realize my intentions. There can be only one…
I have never met another person with my name although there are a few based on internet searches. A handful of people told me that they met another one once. Meeting another one is a minor fear of mine because I have no idea how I would react but I would probably feel pretty protective of it.
With my first name? Yes. I loathe my first name (I have gone by my middle name since grade school, by choice) and so I am loathe to speak the name. Fortunately, it is not a very common name, so it is pretty rare that it happens. There is one customer that we have here where I work who has that name. I have taken her order every time she has called, and I noticed the last time that I actually avoid using her name. How sad is that? As for being around other people who share the name I go by – it doesn’t bother me, but again, it is pretty uncommon.
I hated my first name because there were three others in my class in high school.
But when I went to college and my best friend Susan had nine others in her dorm, I lost the right to complain. Not coincidentally, we both went by our middle names from then on, to everyone’s benefit- even our parents quickly got used to it.
I work with a guy who has the same name as me. Christian and surname that is. I was here first so he has to add his middle initial so as to differentiate us. We basically do the same job as well which makes it even worse.
It doesn’t bother me in the slightest I have to say but it confuses the people who need to talk to us. We are forever sending each other mails and voice mail intended for the other one. On a few occasions we even got the other persons over-time paid into our accounts :eek: