I sometimes wonder about people with first (given) names that claim beauty/charm/grace/manly prowess and such, in a non-obscure way, i.e. Bella or Gülcan qualify for that purpose, Helen or Arsène probably not. There are probably such bragging names given to babies in a lot of cultures.
Any Dopers with this kind of first name, did you ever consider them embarassing because your preferred persona was different, or you felt you could not live up to your mental image of that first name?
It’s not my name, but I do always feel so sad for people called Dolores. What an awful name to give a baby! And it really is the first thing I think of “how sad that your parents called you sorrow.” I know it’s not the intention of the parents, but heck, that’s what your name IS. 
(Sorry all you nice people called Dolores, it’s not your fault.)
How’d you like to be saddled with Chastity?
My name means “Beloved” in the original. Works for me.
How about Jesus?
My name means something nice, but no one really knows it without looking up “what names mean.”
My name means a man from a particular region of Europe - and few people seem to say…“Ah Hah! You must come from xyz” Oddly enough, my ancestors do come from that region, but my parents apparently just liked the name.
My wife’s name means “pretty” in another language, but she is not from that culture. She is, of course, pretty.
Big old butch dyke here, it was pretty obvious from about the age of 3 that the pretty name meaning “little princess” was a tad off the mark. It doesn’t even lend itself easily to nicknames and everyone spells it wrong. Even my mother used a name for me based on my middle name instead after I turned about 4. I hated it but now find joking about my name is a great way to get people to remember it and me at first meeting.
My local supermarket has a woman on cash register who is so pale and blonde to almost be lost in a white room - her name tag reads Ebony.
I’m a tragic myth! The modern tragedy is that people can’t pronounce it properly so I go by my initial.
He changed it to Chaz.
I have always loved virtuous names, especially Constance and Patience. I never thought about people having to live up to them.
My name means handsome in another language, and I totally am, so I’ve never felt bad about it.
My real name does have a meaning, though it’s not quite as literal as something like Chastity. Ironically, I have been told that I pretty much epitomize that trait.
However… because my name is close enough to a real word, many people think it’s funny to create puns out of my name. My teacher in seventh grade used his “funny” pun every single time I came into class. I’m not particularly bothered by it, but it gets a little old.
I believe the name “Michael” means “One who is like God.” That’s setting the bar pretty high.
Technically, it comes from a question in Hebrew: “Who is like God?” (It’s my name, so I’ve done some reading on the subject.) I don’t think it’s meant to be comparing the bearer of the name to the Lord – I think it’s a rhetorical question (to which the answer is “no one”).
Yeahhhhh … I’ve always figured it’s gotta be a little weird to be the guy who takes away her virginity, like now she’s gotta change her name and go to the DMV and get a new licence and crap.
On re-read, “Saddled with Chastity” can be, ah, misconstrued.
I can recommend an excellent Oscar Wilde play on this subject…
One of my dads is fond of introducing himself, “Hi, I’m Rich…in name only!”
39 years I’ve been listening to that “joke”; I don’t think my eyes are capable of rolling anymore. But I’m gonna miss it like hell when he’s gone.
It worked for Bob Barker.
Me too! Me too!
I worked with a guy named Lacey - that was his first name. He never seemed embarrassed but behind his back one of our coworkers would call him Lacey Panties. I can only imagine how terrible it was for this dude going through school.
The (mild) bane of my name is that it’s international - when I meet people from other cultures, they ask how I wound up with a French/Spanish/Hebrew/etc name. Since it’s biblical, tons of other names are in the same boat, but I never hear someone named Mike asked this.