This morning we had one of our weekly safety meetings. We’re starting to have these more and more as our department has the worst safety record of the whole company. Apparently arms and legs have been flying off at an alarming rate. So, once a week the boss brings us all together to give us a short safety lecture on how to use a knife or lift a box or some such other topic.
So, he starts his speech and he wants to give us a hypothetical situation with a hypothetical employee. And he hasn’t thought of anything before hand and hems and haws a bit and finally comes up with a name.
Harry Johnson.
It was all we could do to keep from cracking up for the rest of the meeting.
My great uncle was named Richard Rising, and he always went by the short form. To top it off, he was an Episcopalian minister–the Right Reverend Dick Rising (or something like that).
Aside from race car driver Dick Trickle, (which sounds like a horrible STD), the only other funny name I can think of is a local high school football coach, whose name is:
Dickey Dingle.
Who in their right mind would keep a nick-name like that?
Names I have seen:
Dick Gulick
Dick Haire
Dr. Slutsky (gynocologist, of course)
Dr Paine and Dr Stinger are two dentists that I do not plan to visit.
And best of all, seen in the newspaper as a witness to a hole in one by a relative named Jim Beavers…Mr. Harry Beavers.
