I know a William Kenneth, who has always been called “Wick.” There are a lot of Williams in his family, and each one tries to have his own nickname (they all have different middle names), so all the Bills and Willies were taken up a long time ago. He always knows when a telemarketer has called, because they ask for “Bill.”
Informal poll: how many people know a Rebecca, or a Rebekah, and does she go by Becky? I can’t imagine anyone ever calling the first Mrs. De Winter that.
I know a couple of Rebecas, but they’re in Spain so no Beckies. I understand they only get problems with the spelling when dealing with the kind of person who’s capable of spelling España with a T.
No - in Ireland, it’s pronounced exactly like ‘Kieran’ (kee-r’n), or occasionally (if there’s an accent, called a fada, on the second a or the o that sometimes replaces it) it’s pronounced Kee-rawn. It’s never ‘Kyaran’.
And people like me appreciate it. I hate when people assume that you must luuurv the nickname that goes with your name.
My given name is Cynthia. There is a short list of people who may call me Cindy. Those include family members and school chums who I’ve known since we were all dorky 4th graders. A couple of college chums call me Cyn. Everyone else calls me Cynthia.
When I was forty something, I hung out with a bunch of guys my age. A 24 year old kid thought we were cool and started hanging out with us. We all had nicknames and he wanted one. He constantly talked about wanting a nick, and it quickly became old.
One day I claimed to experience a divine inspiration. He was to be nicknamed “Jism”. Naturally, he objected at first. But we made a fuss over him and so he accepted his new nick. Jism it was. People would see him on the street and shout, “Yo, Jism!” and he’d smile and wave.
I had a friend named Kendra in college, and when she met a guy from Nigeria, he said her name was too difficult for him to remember and “Can I call you Dra?” She was kind of startled, and said “No, you can’t call me Dra,” before she realized it was rude. She told him to call her “Ken.” None of us called her “Ken” really, but occasionally we might call that out if we were trying to catch her or something. Kendra is just two syllables.
You never know what name might be hard for a foreigner, though. If it happens to have some syllabification that clashes with the person’s own language, it might be hard. I’m glad I was exposed to a lot of languages when I was a kid. I never had trouble saying people’s names.
Yes, I know they speak English in Nigeria, but their pronunciation system is different.
It was “unusual and difficult to pronounce.” When I first read Rebecca, I couldn’t imagine what it was; now I suspect it was MacKayla, or Briyonna, or Emmuhleigh.
When I was young and ignorant, I tried to argue with a kid that his name couldn’t be pronounces “Shawn”, because it was spelled S-e-a-n. That spells “Seen”.
Ha. Actually, the “Ily” thing wasn’t related to my own name (I hadn’t even realized it could also be a part of my name,) it was someone’s kid’s name mentioned earlier in the thread, a contraction of ILove You.