Funny names. Confirmed ones I have on file are:
Vu Do (Pronounced “voodoo”)
Jennifer Restems (large breasted girl, of course)
Gabriel Gabriel (c’mon, parents … how about a LITTLE creativity, eh?)
I am one of those people, I keep wondering when my name will show up here. I’m married now, but I consider it a gift when I tell people my maiden name. It is a name that will give them laughs for a lifetime. However, my chance of being a shy, delicate lady pretty much went out the window the day I was born.
Not one person ever asked if I was going to keep my maiden name. I’m not even sure what caused my name to change, doing all the paperwork, I never wrote “this is what I want my name to be.” Maybe some kind bureaucrat took pity on me.
Two siblings who were in my work’s employment training program this summer were named Darlingboy and Darlinggirl. It sounds as made up as Orangelo and Lemongelo, but I assure you it’s for real. I saw their social security cards.
Ophelia Wang.
I’m dead serious, its a totally real name.
I’ve been to school with a Robin Hood and Shawna Shawn.
My sister (a teacher) tells me that abcde (pronounced abs-dee) is growing in popularity.
When I was a kid my doctor was a very nice lady named Doctor Payne.
I also wanted to mention racecar driver Dick Trickle.
My ex wife worked at a doctors office and a patients name was George Georges and she asked a co-worked how someone could do that.
The lady replied " I don’t know, my son is named Blake Blakey"
Wanna get away?
I knew an iron worker named Mike Hunt and no one ever referred to him as mike, it was always Mike Hunt.
I met a guy named Richard Tucker a couple weeks ago, I said “Dick Tucker?” He said “No, that’s my Dad”
snicker
I once met a guy named London England.
There’s a Dr. Killingray, who has written at least one book on the atomic bomb.
University of Pittsburgh Library Sci Prof. Richard Cox. And he goes by Dick.
One of my best friends in high school was Corey B. Strange.
Some classic Cameroonian student names-- “Adolph Hitler” (the Germans were remembered fondly) and “Qui Connais” (“Who knows”, used because the mother wasn’t sure of who the father was.)
I had to call a guy once named “King Titus.”
The coach of the Cameroonian football team is named “Otto Pfister”
I went to school with a girl whose name was pronounced “AB-si-dee.” It was spelled “Abcde.”
I almost forgot the Berry sisters, Holly and Bunny.
I went to school with a Holly Davidson.
I used to work directly with a large number of people at our manufacturing facilities in China. It was customary for the Chinese to adopt a ‘western’ name to make things a little easier on us. I had a whole file of really great names but the only two I remember right now are Tommy Li and Cherry Ho.
I know an elderly lady named Sine Post. And a guy named Harry Sack.
I knew a guy once whose name was Harley Davidson, and he swore his middle name was “Fuckin” but I never believed that part.
Mike Hunt was the name of our planetarium director in high school, but he always went by Michael.
One sister of mine went to school with a Ronald McDonald. He went by Ron. Another sister had a Charles Norris in her class.
Knew of a woman whose married name was Dolly Dolle. And Dolle was pronounced Dolly. And she held a doctorate.
When I get married my name will look like it rhymes (though it won’t.) I guess I’ll find out if that sucks or not.
Heh, sounds like my old neurologist; Dr. Head, first name Richard. I shit you not, either.
There’s an attorney here in L.A. named Mona Soo Hoo.
I once temped in an office where a man named G. Pro was on the list of people I might have to direct calls to. I asked what his full name was, in case someone asked for him by that, so I’d know the call was for him. I was told that was a subject I was NOT to ask about. His name was G. Period. That’s how everyone knew him and no one would be asking for him any differently. I’ve always wondered how horrible his name must’ve been.
Others on my list:
Dick Small
Alyson Allison
Bill Billings
Mary Berry
Sterling Silver
Reading some of these ridiculous names, I’m starting to believe some parents ought to be taken out behind the woodshed and shot. Good grief.
I worked on the campaign of Alan Hooker when he ran (successfully) for local office here in Minneapolis. (See official Library Board website.)
Among the silly campaign slogans we suggested (and he wisely rejected) was
Skip the middleman, vote a Hooker into office!