What?!? Being towards the end of the alphabet is the best! (I’m a V.) You can come to class a full minute late, and you get an extra day or two to work on your projects while the Adams, Browns and Connors of the world are presenting theirs. Plus, you always get to bring desserts to assigned potluck functions. Huzzah for being the end of the alphabet!
(Ironically, my sister is quoted in our high school yearbook as saying that she wanted to marry someone higher up in the alphabet. She’s currently dating a W.)
When I married d_redguy, I inherited a last name that I will be spelling forever. My maiden name was extremely easy to pronounce and spell. His/Our last name isn’t too bad. You usually only have to show & tell people once. At any rate, I married him despite his long last name, because I love him. Had his last name been Fuchovyewcuhnt, I still would have married him. I might’ve kept my own name though.
I got asked out once by I guy who had the same (not very common, although we’re not related, not even a little bit) surname as me. I refused for personal reasons, but it could have been entertaining!
Dude, I realize that everyone has to have a line in the sand, as it were, in terms of choosing potential mates, but I’d say any man who gets dumped by a woman because of his last name (unless said last name is the means by which the young lady discovers that he is her cousin or something, in which case it’s really not about the name at all) can rest assured that he’s better off without her.
That said, I’m planning on keeping my name as well. It doesn’t have anything to do with my SO’s last name, per se, although:
a) The combo of my first name and his last name is a little too cutesy-sounding for my taste, and
b) The friggin’ thing’s got like 87 letters, the first 30 of which are consonants–it’d take me FOREVER to sign a credit card slip with a name like that!
Really, it’s just because, well . . . the only compelling reason I see for changing my name would be if it meant a lot to my SO (in which case I’d do it without a second thought). Apparently he’s OK either way, so I say why go changing my monogrammed towels?
My name, first middle and last combined, only had 13 letters. I always hated that on those standardized tests in school. All those empty boxes, mocking me.
After marriage, 15 letters total. <<sigh>>
Also my maiden initials were ALP and I was teased in grade school that I would marry a guy whose last name started with O - so my initials would be ALPO.
I took my husband’s name because it was important to him, and he made a point of asking me to change my name. (I was 26 and established in my field so it took a bit of doing.) I’m glad I did now, because his last name is far cooler that my maiden name.
No way would I consider not going out with someone based on his surname - that’d just be ridiculous! I don’t intend to change my name after marriage anyway, mainly because it seems not to be the done thing in my field, so that’s not a problem anyway.
Besides, if I decided who I’d date based on his last name, I wouldn’t be with my current SO, so I would not be a happy bunny. (I’m of Indian origin, his surname is Polish. Put my first name next to his surname and there are many more “z”'s than should be allowed in a name :))
The SO and I won’t marry, except to screw with the Social Security people.
That said, I tell people that I won’t marry him (he’s the one that doesn’t want to get married, and with my medical expenses, I wouldn’t marry me either)…I won’t marry him because I don’t want to be a fishsticks ad.
Mrs. Paul…Uhhhh, NO!
The name isn’t a problem. I almost married a guy with a 17 letter last name. It was the temper, not the name that stopped me.
