I worked with a guy named Alious. Pronounced, yep…Alias.
He was really cool about the day in-day out ribbing he received.
Many moons ago, when I was a wee tot working at the credit bureau, I had a client that would call in just about every day named** Portia Carr**. [sub][sup]Pronounced Porsche, or Por-sha for the automobile challenged amongst us. [/sub][/sup]
I thought that was a really neat name, even if I know deep in my heart she caught a lot of flack for it.
I had the fortunate priviledge to work with someone in high school whose given name was Fuck (pronounced Fook). He was from Vietnam if I recall correctly, and he went by his sponcers name, Dave, but his given name was on his drivers license. We got interesting looks from people when he showed his id to buy cigarettes.
Out of this whole thread, that’s the one that made me laugh out loud.
My only contribution that I can recall right now is Sandy Bunns. Oh, and I, too, knew a Dick Head. There must be a lot of them out there.
LOL!
I don’t know if the guy ever returned anything on time! And he was a grad student, so he had a 6-month loan period. In all fairness, though, if I took out a book with a 6-month loan period, I don’t think I would remember 6 months down the road that it was due.
He did provide lots of entertainment to us undergrad library peons, though.
My grandmother’s maiden name was Cox. She had 5 sisters, one named Beatrice. We all called her aunt Beat. It wasn’t until looking through this thread that it hit me; she would have been known as: Beat Cox
Dr. Kermit Kuntz was a professor of psychology at State University of New York at Oswego when I attended there, IIRC specializing in adolescent psych. IIRC he coauthored a book on the development of the teen psyche with Gordon Allcock, producing a rather amusing reference.
I work for one of those companies that sells public records information. Much to my dismay, there doesn’t seem to be a single person named “Miles O’Tool” (or O’Toole) in the entire country. Dammit! I was so hoping.
One of my former co-workers was a teacher during the day in an inner-city public school. One of her students’ names was pronounced Fee-mah-lay. Turns out, her mom was like 12 when she gave birth and didn’t really speak English. So when it came time to fill out the birth certificate, she saw the word Female and thought that the hospital had taken the liberty of naming the child for her.
[hijack]Speaking of beavers, I once saw a one-panel cartoon of a guy talking to a couple of beavers near a dam. One of the beavers is saying to him, “Yeah, we don’t like to be called ‘beavers’, we find the word prejorative. We prefer to be called ‘vagina squirrels’.” I’ve called them that ever since.[/hijack]