curly chick, don’t you love the irish men who take Mary as their confirmation names?
John Joseph Mary O’Connor has such a nice ring to it!
i knew a girl at school called Binky, she was 5’9, 200lbs and the definition of a “fine strapping lass” if ever there was one.
her best friend was called Diva. and a shyer, more retiring bookworm you never saw.
Well my best friend here, a large strong hetro guy, has the second and last names Elton John.
Always thought the name Jessie James wasn’t quite up to scratch.
Cheers, Bippy the Beardless (who really hasn’t got a beard)
That ain’t irony … that’s karma. I’ve said for years that naming your child “Chastity” meant you wanted desperately to be a grandparent as soon as biologically possible. 
Interesting … I’ve never known anyone named Kevin or Jeff that WASN’T at least slight of frame and small. Weird.
Did I say anything about him being or not being “manly”? No. But I think Donnie’s name itself conjures up images of someone who makes a living playing with other people’s money, where in reality he works with his hands every day of the week.
Future thread reference from Google:
So from looking at the “old” female names (Ethel, Maude, Hazel) I can only make one conclusion: the names Tiffany, Brittany and Heather will immediately become “old names” when someone with this name appears in a popular American sitcom.
The sitcom must be popular enough that the character is known to almost everyone. I think that Ethel Murtz on I Love Lucy is singlehandedly responsible for killing the name Ethel in the US. Who wants to have their kid identified with a couple OLDER than Lucy with no kids?
When we see a housewife named Brittany on a popular sitcom the name will die. If a Vegas oddsmaker would let you bet on this, it would be money in the bank!
Sorry about the previous hijack!
What I think the OP is getting are things like:
The plumber named Geoffrey.
The conceptual artist named Hank.
The lead violinist named Stella.
OK, I’m done!
Along the same lines;
Christian/Christina and other derivatives thereof, all of which mean “a Christian”. I know three. Though all were raised as Christians, they are now Atheist, Pagan, and Jewish.
For some reason this amuses me immensely 
Also, I think George Carlin said it best when he asked:
** There are women named Faith, Hope, Joy, and Prudence. Why not Despair, Guilt, Rage, and Grief? It only seems right. “Tom, I’d like you to meet the girl of my dreams, Tragedy.” **
my calc teacher is named Ken. I laugh and compare him to the Ken doll and laugh some more cuz my calc teacher is a dork and really really skinny and unmuscular. Very un-Ken like.
actually…my mother used to know a family, the last name escapes me…three daughters and a son.
faith, hope, joy, and chuck.
I once heard of a doctor named Dr. Ow.
CNBC Asia had two (american) managers at one time:
Chris Blackman
Scott Goodfellow
The former was in fact black, the latter was white, I have no clue if he was also a good fellow. Sounded funny though.
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Latreen actually worked at a Subway I used to go to in college. After I met her, I wondered about the wisdom of accepting food from someone whose name means toilet.
And I did see “Men in Tights.” I saw it a couple of months after I met her, and could never think of her without thinking of the shithouse comment. I can never look at Subway the same way now.
Just today, I encountered a heavyset, plain woman whose hair was gathered into a crooked ponytail. She was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, and wearing Birkenstocks. Her nametag said “Raquel.”
The other side of the coin was the girl at the checkout - trendy as trendy can be, so much so that I almost made the assumption that her name would be Brittany. HER nametag said “Nellie.”
I used to have a pet-sitter named Kelly Green.
I have a coworker with the name of Nobel Herring, which I still think sounds like something out of a Monty Python sketch.
I used to work with a big, burly, hirsute, jock-type fella who’s name was Noble Lucius Munger III. And, yes, his 2nd son is NLM IV. I wonder how the firstborn escaped the curse?