There was an Ione Glascock in my grandma’s town. That gave me the giggles for years. There was also a family by the name of Willey, whose passed down male name was William.
And in college I knew a girl named Chris Moss. Her name was actually Christine, of course, but she always went by Chris. And her bday was on Dec. 25.
I took a computer class back in the 80’s taught by Ms. Dos.
I know a Dick Oder and a Candy Barr. An optometrist in the next town is Dr. Gazaway. In Seattle I knew a woman whose last name was Everybodytalksabout. She was Native American.
When my kids were little, I would take them for vaccinations to the local health clinic, and the very gay young black man at the receptionist desk was named “Tiger Love”. I would have to tear my eyes away from his nametag with an effort.
As I teach in a fairly rural environment, I usually don’t get the very ‘creative’ names that a lot of inner city teachers struggle with, but the one I do remember after 20 years of teaching is a young girl whose printed name was “Jimandi”, so I pronounced it “Jih-mandy”. Wrong. It’s pronounced like the zodiac Gemini, because her mother named her after the father (Jim) and herself. (Jim and I) I wanted to ask if she needed to keep the fathers of her children straight…:rolleyes:
One of my wife’s old friends apparently just married a woman named [Firstname] Assmann. I’m indifferent to the question of whether or not people should change their names upon marriage, but I imagine even the most radical feminist would be running to change that one as soon as the "I do"s escaped their lips.
A family of boys that went to school with my best friend’s son: Aristotle, Euripedes, Socrates, Omnipotence, and Curly.
I went to school with Kelly Green, Chrissy Snow (this is only amusing if you know it was also the name of Suzanne Somers’ character on Three’s Company), Jim Schue, brothers Danny and Davey Davis, Bill Williams, Homer G. Homer III, and Myron Werbowecky.
One of my friends’ sons is named Kiel, pronounced “keel”. A neighbor lady, upon hearing the baby’s name, said, “WOW! That’s unusual!” … the neighbor lady’s son’s name is Ether.
Local dentist is named Dr. Vicioso.
In business I encountered Mike Litt (I always asked for “Mr. Litt, please”) and John Dodo (I didn’t know if it was pronounced doh-doh or doo-doo, but either way, I wasn’t going to ask for him, so made my boss call.)
I had a professor in college with the same last name. Had he gone into another line of work he’d have been Mr. Justice, which isn’t very amusing, but since he was a PhD he was known professionally as…DOCTOR JUSTICE.
He definitely had the most comic book-esque name of anyone I’ve ever known.
I just remembered that my younger sister had a classmate with the destined-for-gay-porn name of Benjamin (Ben) Dover. His parents probably didn’t realize how it would sound until too late.
At some point, when I lived in NJ, there was an election in which the competitors’ last names were Cox and Ball. Lotsa laffs, so I guess it was about '85, when I was 12.
I had teachers named Mrs. Krampowski, Mr. Rotundo, and Mr. Pone. Never thought they were all that funny, but they got major laughs when I told my friends in college.