I have yet to date anyone that hasn’t had the ex talk with. I was with my ex-wife for 15 years and my ex-girlfriend for 5. It’s hard to avoid 20 years of my life including how it ended. It’s also an easy way to gauge the crazy factor. “After the third restraining order…”
Luckily I haven’t had a date with the same name as either of my daughters. In theory it wouldn’t bother me but I haven’t tested it.
I have dated multiple Cindys and married the second of two Marys.
IME 'hey you" and ‘my little love pudding’ works for anybody.
Regards,
Shodan
My brother married a woman with the same name as our sister.
His son, who has the same first name as my brother, married a woman with the same name as his mother (and his aunt).
So it gets a little confusing in our family at times…
Henry doesn’t seem to be too common a name anymore. A friend of mine seems to have most of them in her family to include those that married in.
Or replacing the personalized towels.
Wouldn’t bother me; a Rose by any other name still has thorns.
An ex would be no problem.Someone with the same name as my mother would squick me out. I could probably do it if I really liked the girl. She’d also have to be cool me calling her pet names a lot though. lol
I picked the last option (it would bother me, but not enough to not date them), though even “bother me” is probably too strong. I’d probably find it a little odd, especially at first, but I imagine that I’d get over it.
My sister had a longtime boyfriend (for at least five years) named Scott. A few months after she broke up with him, she started dating a new guy, who was also named Scott. She clearly wasn’t bothered by it, though she nicknamed him “Deuce” (for “Scott #2”), in part so it provided clarity when she was talking with friends and relatives about him.
Most names have “alternate forms” that you could use. Rob for Robert, Jules for Julie, etc. Sort of a pet name based on the real name.
Sort of like Michael Bolton from “Office Space.”
If you think that’s bad, wait until you have kids and have to call her “mom” in front of the kids to normalize the term for them. 
A co-worker is in that boat and hates it - her sister-in-law has bad credit and she gets all these calls from bill collectors.
On the other hand, a friend’s son takes this idea all the way - he will only date girls named Veronica (so far, he’s only 23).
Ohh, my.
My wife’s mother is named Karen. Her husband (my wife’s stepfather) is named Frank.
My wife’s best friend is named Karen. Her husband is named Frank.
Many many years ago I dated two men with the same name at the same time. My girl-friend remarked that was good in case I talked in my sleep.
My friend dated two women named Laura one after the other and they both had last names with the same first letter. Whenever he had to refer to the old one in conversations (since it was a messy break-up with lingering issues) he’d call one “Good Laura” and the other “Bad Laura” so we’d know which was which.
My college girlfriend and I broke up, amicably, after a two-year relationship. A year later, she wound up dating a guy with the same name as mine (Mike), and their relationship wound up ending very messily.
Decades later, I’m still on very good terms with my former girlfriend, and a couple of years ago, she invited me to attend her wedding (she had eventually realized that she was bisexual, and preferred women, and it was finally legal for her to marry her longtime partner). While at the wedding, I met a number of her friends, and the introductions went something like this:
“Hi, I’m Mike.”
“How do you know [my former girlfriend]?”
“We dated in college.”
“Wait, which Mike are you?” (They’d clearly heard about her college boyfriends. 
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“I was the first one.”
“Oh! You were the good one!”
Sex with both too? Curiosity has gotten the better of me.
I met a guy on a dating site who had the same name as my ex husband. It bothered me and I didn’t click enough with him to move past it. Maybe if he’d been Mr Right instead of Mr Warning Signs, it would have been different.
The Idiot Boyfriend’s names amount to David and Alexander. I’m highly unlikely to date anybody ever again, but if I was gonna, I certainly wouldn’t write off two such super-common names just on the basis of being shared with an idiot. Other exes’ names include Christopher (again super common), another David, a Joe… nope, not writing off half of male-nity just on those grounds.
The Bestest Boyfriend was a Ronnie. I might have a problem with that name, not because of TBB but because of the Doper nick for a certain type of person.
My mother has the same name as her MiL and SiL; same nick as the SiL. That side of the family refers to my aunt as “the homegrown one” and my mother as “the Catalan one” to tell them apart quickly. Everybody knew that if there were any female kids or grandkids they would not get that same name, no way.
I am a senior citizen, so I was named in the early 60s. Still, my first name is rather unusual. (I have never personally met a person with the same first name as mine.) Nobody I have dated as ever had another friend with the same first name. As an added bonus, I have no middle name and a VERY unusual last name.
OTOH, my second wife had very common first and middle names. After she passed away, I was very sensitive to hearing either her first or middle name. Of course, it seemed like I heard her name(s) used several times each day. I never dated anyone with either of her names and I’m not sure that I could. As so many people observe, dating a widow or a widower can be a lot more difficult than dating someone who is merely divorced. The deceased partner so often gets elevated to the level of a saint. For several years, I’m sure I would have broken into tears just saying my deceased wife’s name.
Yes. But as I said it was a long time ago and apropos of the decade.
When I was in college, I worked tech in theatre. There was another person with the same name as me who worked tech in theatre too. The tech director enjoyed putting us on the same team, so our name showed up twice in the program credits. And it made life simpler for him because if he needed something or something done all he had to do was say, “Ask X!” “Which one?” “Doesn’t matter!” Chuckle chuckle.
Moving on - This other person with my name explained that his ex-girlfriend had dated another person with the same name as both of us. So, she had dated 2 guys with the same name.
He invited me to a party at his place and she was there. When he introduced me to her, her eyes LIT UP! But no, I was not interested in being number 3 for her. (Admittedly, it probably would have been easy pickin’ for me, but I was tied up at the moment.)