I can’t believe it took me this long to post to this thread. I am a name FREAK. When I was a teenager, I used to make lists and lists and LISTS of names I liked, loved, tolerated, wanted, glad I didn’t have, hated and despised. Sometimes alphabetically, sometimes reverse-alphabetically, sometimes in no particular order. If for no other reason, my handwriting was really given a workout.
Pet hated names (this year) for females:
Jennifer (The first 5 octillion were plenty, thank you)
Jessica (Ditto)
Lee (400,000 Lee’s in Alabama…can we guess WHY???)
Jean (I know! Let’s get really plain!)
Bessie (Enough with the bag-lady syndrome)
Marie (Does the word “redundant” mean anything to you?)
Kelly (Every female I have ever known with this name was a $2 whore and a backstabbing bitch. Yes, including my husband’s white-trash, probably inbred, cousin. No offense to any Kelly’s I haven’t had the privilege of meeting yet, on or off the board)
Dawn (yawn)
Pet hated names (this year) for males:
Eric (So macho, so ultra cool, probably latent…not that there’s anything wrong with that…)
Vince (Why corrupt a perfectly good name like Vincent with THAT? Makes me think of a wanna-be Mafioso who has the misfortune to have the surname of Ogilvie or Snodgrass)
Michael (I loved it the first billion times. Let’s retire this name for eternity, please. I have married TWO of them, and dated at least eighteen others, so I might be prejudiced, in this case)
Drew (Trendy, trendy,trendy…trite, trite and TIRESOME)
Robert (My dad’s family had the market cornered on this name. Just about every male on his side of the family is a Robert, excluding him, thank Gawd)
Henry (Couldn’t think of anything wimpier, could you Mom??)
Bruce (Oh, yeah, I guess you could)
And in closing, I used to work with a guy named Alious, pronouced, “alias”. Every day that I saw him, I’d always have to ask, “But what’s your REAL name???” And he never once, in three years, knew what I was talking about. He always thought I was just flirting/teasing with him. True story.