Or a “Grill”? 
I had a friend once who named her cat this. I thought it was cool as all get out.
Ok, now for the rest… (I don’t know why I always post in these threads, but here goes throwing caution to the wind.) I have an unusually spelled name. When I was younger, I truly only remember a single other kid making fun of it and I’ve now had it for 36 years. One problem I did have with it was thinking all sorts of things must be made with strange spellings. Of course, there are Kwik Kleaners and Handi Whipers (or some such), so I suppose they’d get that idea wherever they looked.
I was kinda proud of it. I wish it sounded more mature, but that had more to do with using the nickname version (which I still do – long story) than the long form. As an adult, it just is what it is. Not very sophisticated, but seems to fit my personality. Hey, what’s that you’re saying?!?
It is NEVER put down on paper correctly, even when someone is reading it straight off an official document (like my driver’s license) or it is for something important and I’ve explained it very s-l-o-w-l-y. However, I know it’s whacked, so I just make jokes about it and am patient and amused. I usually tell them that literally everyone does it and that my mom, being probably hyped up on good delivery drugs, just couldn’t spell in general. Or it was the 60s.
As for reserving tables or getting hair cuts, why bother? Make me a plain ol’ Kimberly like everyone else. Ain’t like I’ll be honor bound to keep it that, even if anyone remembers it again.
However, despite all the supposed uproar, I absolutely love ‘different’ names. Now I’m not so fond of bizarre spellings to the nth degree, like Raighaynne or Tymathie. But taking something more common and transforming it into Carley is cool by more. And actually, what I’d have preferred if I’d ever planned on having children of my own is a surname as a first. Oooh, things like Cooper, Gehrig (for a boy and as a baseball fan/former first baseman, that rocks!), Spencer and Sloan (for girls – tres awesome, and I’ve adored the latter since Ferris – which I like too, by the way). So I say to these folks… go for it! I’d rather have something that I’ve never heard or seen before than to deal with another John (my Dad) or Juanita (my aunt, which is a very lovely name, but went through a period when its truncated version wasn’t identified with a very nice individual who had a similar first -and- last) and finally my mother (Margaret, who also chose to go by another moniker). Therefore, I really, truly get it. We always could use more variety in the world, right?
Also, I wouldn’t mind my name being some a little more creative. I’ve always wanted the name Keaton. Add McKenzie (in whatever form) and just add water. Voila! A new faithfool.
P.S. I liked most the ones mentioned too. Does that make me really goofy? I mean, more so than usual.