I’m probably the only Wendolyn (NO G!) on this board.
But I usually go by Wendy. It’s not all bad, Ivylass. Didn’t you feel all warm and mushy in the latest movie production of “Peter Pan,” when Hook said: “He [Peter] has found himself…a Wendy” - and heaved a great big sigh? 
James. James Herbert. Horrible middle name. I should’ve had a very regal name like James Hampton Cunningham, in which case I coulld have called myself James Hampton Cunningham Jr. or James Hampton Cunningham II. My parents weren’t thinking.
Ginger.
It was confusing when Ginger of the North and I were in spitting distance of each other. 
It’s just the opposite for me: everyone calls me Jenny, and my little brother is the only one who ever calls me Jen.
Hey, I once had a gay friend called Chuck! Did you know him??
Rajesh.
Raju/ Raju Bhai (Raju Brother) to friends.
I really like my name, cos it means ‘King of the kings’
Well that was before my colleagues got to know that. Now they insisting on calling me KOK instead of Rajesh.
How bout someone who was ragged by his friends by that name in school?? No offense to you, but…
I HATE THAT NAME!!! :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:
I’m stunned that there haven’t been any more Ryans yet. I swear it’s the most common name in the world - once at my high school there were six Ryans among four grades (totaling about two hundred people). In one of my college classes there were three Ryans out of about fourteen total students.
I like the name, though. Very Irish.
My brother (born 1988) has the name Evan. I’ve heard that the equivalent of “Evan” in English (“Evan” is originally, what, German?) is “John.” Which happens to be his middle name. John John!
We don’t actually call him that though.
Weird weird weird. I’m a Julia, too, but I’ve always gone by Julie and prefer it.
I’ve always had to explain, carefully, to people why I go by Julie when my name is Julia. For most, they don’t seem to comprehend that the names are really very similar and one seems like a casual version of the other.
Yet, in this thread, there are three of us Julias who have been, at one point or another, Julies. Where were all of you when I was trying to convince other people that Julie is an acceptable nickname for Julia? Where? Where? Where?
My brother’s name is Mark Joseph, but my father was Mark so we called bro “Joe.” That baffled people. My classmates in high school thought I had a brother Mark and a brother Joe. He went out with a girl once and claimed he was his own twin brother.
Good times, good times.
First Jack Cheer
Probably only one. Not a derivative of john either.
Zsofia, The world’s most deadliest…, we should seriously start a support group for Sara’s defending the lack of an H! It has always driven me nuts when people misspell it. I flip out on them the first time and hopefully they won’t repeat the mistake. Samantha was a name my parents considered, as was Sasha. It took a long time for me to finally like being a Sara, but for a while I reeeeally wished I’d been a Sasha. Dad calls me Sarita, someone used to call me Sara Beara, and another friend calls me Sass or Sassafras.
I didn’t know about that, that’s *so * cool. What’s the full story leading up to that?
Anagha (Ah-nah-kah is the closest you can get in English)…archaic, old-fashioned Marathi name. Equivalent to being named Mildred.
Anu for short.
Todd. Its in my AIM handle
Properly Roberto, commonly Robert.
Ah, so it’s your fault I’ve had to fight most of my life to get people not to call me Julie.
I’m not sure why, but I took an irrational hatred to the name Julie in early childhood and I still can’t stand being called that. If anybody feels the need to shorten my name, which pretty much everyone I’ve known since undergrad or earlier does, make it Jools, not Julie.
I had a very good friend in high school with your name. I saw your picture in the picture thread, though, and it wasn’t you . She went by Meenoo.
My name is Claudia.
John Michael, but you can call me Mike.
Carol
My real name is Yehoshua.
The name I use while in the U.S. - the one on my American passport - is Joshua.
Everybody in the world calls me Josh. At this point it’s the only name I answer to.
My father calls me Blue, for reasons involving recessive genes.
You’re sure it’s not Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivruski IV?
My name is Bernard. For some reason, it’s an extremely rare name yet everyone has heard it and knows how to spell it, unless they’re a total dumbass. In my entire life I’ve personally encountered only four other Bernards, and two of those were calling for tech support. I’ve heard of a handful of others here and there.
Of course, it’s actually my name, I own it. All those other bastards are just usupers to the throne.
Given name Larry (not Lawrence or --ugh!-- Laurence)
Aaron.