I have a somewhat old-fashioned name, in the sense that everyone I’ve ever met who’s had this name has been at least my parents’ generation or older. I love it. I didn’t really realize it was old-fashioned when I was a kid, and I love that there are very few other people my age with the name.
My kid is only 4, so she doesn’t really have an opinion on her name yet. She likes that it’s relatively easy to write, I guess!
Same here - I loathe both. My first name sounds like a cutesy nickname that you’d grow out of at about age 5, the first name and middle name together sound very Beverly Hillbillies (a lot like “Ellie Mae”), and the middle name doesn’t suit me at all as a first name.
There’s a family name from my mom’s side that I should have gotten, but family politics screwed that up. I wish my parents had gone with it anyway and just said “screw you” to them all.
My 3 year old changes her middle name about once a week.
My Ex and I named our son “Walker”. And no, we’re not George Bush or Chuck Norris fans. We just thought it was a nice name. Walker is 15 now and has always agreed and liked his name – to him, he’s “Walker”, no more, no less. It’s a very, very rarely given first name, but one that people don’t seem to even blink at. He sometimes gets called Walter by the uninitiated, but that doesn’t seem to bother him much.
The only downside, as with most unusual names, is when you go to a knick-knack place that has little keychains or license plates with names on them, his name is never there, which was a letdown when Walker was younger. So one year I had one custom made for him, a little California license plate that said “WALKER”. He hung it on the door to his bedroom.
And, yes, there are the Texas Ranger jokes, but people in his age group seem only dimly aware of that show (TV? Who watches TV?), so he doesn’t get them much.
I don’t like my name at all, and my parents know it. I expressed the dislike to them starting from when I was very young, before I knew it might hurt their feelings, so by now I guess there’s no point in hiding it anymore.
It’s a very common name, BTW; I just think it’s unpleasant and goes poorly with my last name. My middle name is even worse.
I’ve thought about changing my name, but it’s a pretty drastic step. More realistic, perhaps, is to give myself an official second middle name of my choosing, and start going by that. But even then I’d feel silly trying to get my friends, family, and coworkers to start calling me by this invented name.
I may just be stuck with my ugly name for life. 
You should change your name. It will be a hassle for a short while, but then you’ll have a name you like for the rest of your life.
For myself: I actually kind of like the names I was given. It’s common enough that everyone can spell it, but uncommon enough (among my age range) that I was likely to be the only with it at each grade level. Of course, it has since become all the rage in kids about 25-30 years younger than me.
As a kid, I did have a pen name picked out that used names from my mother’s side of the family. I never did use it, even when I wrote some books I could have put it on.
For my wife’s kids: All of them seem happy enough with their first names, both as kids and adults. However, her son always hated his middle and did have it legally changed about two years ago (in his 40’s) to a nickname he adopted. She and I agree that the nickname is ridiculous and she’s a little put out over any change because the original middle name was in honor of some relative. No drama about it, though.
It’s rather common in Ireland and common enough in Britain too. Siobhan Fahey of Bananarama fame may have helped popularise it in Britain, I dunno.
My kids have simple two syllable names, and seem to like them fine. My name is a simple one syllable one, no middle name, and I like it fine also.
My wife is the only person in the country (maybe the world) with her first name, and almost always uses a nickname - which lots of people get wrong. It is an old family tradition, and I think she likes being exclusive. But she was fine with simple names for our kids.
Interestingly, I have never thought to ask my son if he likes his name. He’s free to change it if he wants, and I wouldn’t care, unless he changed it to something really bizarre or off-putting. I can’t imagine him doing that so it’s not a great concern.
I dislike my birth name because it identifies me solidly as belonging to a certain culture/demographic. The kicker was when I was looking through a baby name book and under the category “1950’s suburban ranch” there was my name and both of my brothers’ names in the top ten listed for that category. So I chose a new name for myself (a common enough name, but one that never went through a popularity spike), and when I moved to my town about 13 years ago, I just told people that was my name. Never bothered to change it legally.
What has always really surprised me is how few people in the US seem to know the meaning of their first name. People from, say, Europe or the Middle East or Asia in my experience have been much more likely to know that.
Examples?
ETA: My name is named after a saint who’s name means “victory”. I know this because I have Google. Everyone does. Who cares?
All my kids went through a period of not particularly liking their names, but none of them changed them.
They all have somewhat unusual first names and really normal middle names, in case they didn’t like the unusual one. They’ve all gone with the first name. Two of which became very popular even though they weren’t when given the name in question.
They have objected to childhood nicknames, though.
I have no kids, but I do have a bunch of names that I like. However, three of them are unusual, hard to pronounce and harder to spell correctly so I use the name out of the four that is common enough to be easily pronounced and correctly spelt.
No, I agree, most people have no idea what their name means. I guess there’s no reason to care, really. It just is odd to those of us who come from cultures wherein every name has meaning and you rarely give your kid a name just because you like the sound of it.
Hell, we even have naming ceremonies, and until we are named, we go by cutesy nicknames (that we then unfortunately get saddled with for life.)
For example, my first, legal name, means “girl with the beautiful eyes”. I do have very large doe eyes, and my parents named me as such because it was appropriate. The name itself is extremely south indian (I’m talking the tip) and I am extremely north indian (it snows sometimes where I am from). It…confuses people in the know. 
My son is a John. (His Hebrew name is Yochanan.) My husband and I were very happy to give him an ordinary name in the face of the “cre8tiv” trend, but he was actually named after one of my oldest childhood friends who passed away when we were 34. I was still in touch with his parents, and asked their permission before I named my son. They have always been like an extra set of grandparents to the boychik, with gifts on his birthday and Hanukkah, and generally making a fuss over him, which he likes.
We call him Johnny, and he did once ask me if he could be something else when he grows up, and I told him he could be whatever he wanted, but if he meant just “John,” we could start calling him that now. He asked if there were any grown-up nicknames for John, and I told him some people go by Jack, so he has decided to go by Jack when he gets to high school.
His middle name is Daniel.
I don’t care if he wants to be Jack Daniel, as long as he goes into it it with his eyes open.
We have an unusual last name, so I think he is well-served by a common first name.
Our last name begins with an Mac, even though it’s not a Celtic name, it’s Jewish (think of the Chanukah story). Son will probably get called “Mac” at some point in his life, especially if he ever joins the military. If he likes that, and wants to be called that on a regular basis, that’s fine.
If he ever wants to change his name, I suppose I’d live with it, but I hope he’d at least wait until the first Johnny’s parents are deceased (he’d probably have the sense to do that, as he likes them). Except if he wants to change it to Christian. That would make me cry.
I like my name, with the caveat that I wish my parents had not spelled my middle name with a “Ch.” It’s like the Ch in Chanukah, which is a sound that doesn’t even exist in English. I wish my parents had spelled it with just an H. I have thought about changing it, but I’m not sure I could get used to writing it. In spite of not liking it because it’s difficult for other people, it’s not difficult for me.
I supppose my kids like their names, I’ve heard no complaints! Actually, my 2 daughters go by their given first name, my son goes by the (very common) shortened version of his first name.
I don’t have kids so I can’t comment on that, but as for myself I deeespise my birth name. My dad says he named me it because he thought it was “old-fashioned and original”, but when I was in Grade 6 it was the most common name in North America. To me it sounds like fingernails scraping down a blackboard - I literally shudder when I’m called by it. I’ve been going by the common short form of that name since I was about 7 and eventually all my ID was under the short name except my birth certificate and passport. When I got together with my now-husband and we started traveling often I changed my first name legally so that all my ID would have the same name on it. I asked my parents if they minded and they said of course not, they hadn’t referred to me by my (former) full name in years.
My daughter, Sophia Caroline, does like her names and also knows what they mean.