Whenever I happen to meet someone with a famous name I just look at it as an easy way to remember that person. In my line of work I am introduced to at least one or two new people almost every day so it is easy to forget names. In once case, I met a woman in the course of my job who has the name of a character in a Shel Silverstein poem. I knew it would be easy to recognize her the next time I see her. Then two weeks ago her name came up in the local news for being drunk and trying to steal liquor from a grocery store at 5 AM and pulling a knife on the store employees. So in that case, it kinda backfired against her.
Mandy?
Delilah?
Lucy?
Layla?
Charlotte [the Harlot]?
I’ll play too…
Matilda?
My standard line is “Boy. You must have heard all the jokes.”
It makes them laugh.
And have any of them ever answered, in ernest, “No, I never get comments.”?
'Cus really, this isn’t much better than cracking a joke.
Well, a grown man ought to feel foolish singing these, but no.
Oh, har de har har (lot)
No, I regularly get lame (but fun) attempts at “Sherry” complete with falsetto.
You’re all wrong. His name is “I Am the Walrus.”
I have the same last name as a famous singer/songwriter. I had an uncle (now deceased) who shared his first name as well.
So whenever somebody says “any relation to so-and-so?” I can truthfully proclaim, “Yeah, he’s my uncle!”
And if they don’t press for details there’s no reason to clarify whether or not my uncle is the famous one. 
My name is the same as a famous person who even has a few songs about him. I have heard all of those songs before, more than once, even the off color variations. Whatever joke, quip, diddy or reference you are compelled to make I’ve heard so many times I can’t even get interested anymore. These days my response is to ignore any comment about my name. So, if you really want to make a bad first impression and you want a dead stare as your reward, then go ahead and tell me all about how my name is famous.
Is that you, LeRoy Brown?
<shivers under weight of dead stare>
I have a co-worker named Jeannie who gives the shiftless treatment to anyone who makes a joke about whether or not she grants wishes.
If only my name was LeRoy Brown (badest man in the whole damned town.) Who would make a lame joke to LeRoy’s face?
Same here. My name’s the same as a prominent political dynasty, and yes, I’m pretty sure I’ve heard them all. Multiple times.
“Oh, wow, that’s even funnier than the first million times I heard it!” NOT.
In college, I had a roommate who’s father was Donald Duck. Yep, Donald Duck.
It was really obvious that the whole family had heard jokes over and over. So we pretty much ignored it.
Except for when my roommate applied for a summer intern ship, hotel/restaurant management, with Disney. The interviewer came right out and said “How do we not hire the daughter of Donald Duck”.
Oh, please, don’t make any jokes. i don’t have a famous name (in this country) but my nick was so bad when I was growing up that to this day I won’t go by that name anymore. I hate those fucking jokes and I hated that fucking name.
Now I am less hateful of it but still never tell anyone. My current name gets only a few jokes but much worse is the “That’s a strange/weird name”. Thanks, fucker.
I have a reasonably uncommon name (for a person. Very common with food, pets and perhaps strippers) and have heard all of the jokes. I wish people would stop, so I feel I should at least grant that courtesy to people I meet with notable names. I know how it feels, so why would I contribute to the BS?
I suspect that your first name and my first name may be the same. Sadly, I also have the famous matching last name.
<sob>
I’m sorry. I guess I’m lucky that my last name isn’t terribly notable, but it isn’t common in this country, so it’s mispronounced/misspelled frequently.
Oh, God. Please say nothing. It’s just a name. My name gets over 19,000,000 Google hits, and I’m quite certain none of them relate to me. I hate the jokes, the “clever” remarks, and even the “I guess you get a lot of…” comments. Just don’t go there.