Not me, but for my older brother, my mom was considering the name Chad.
I wonder how that would have worked out, with the memes and all.
Little Dick.
pfffffftttt sorry I tried. Sigh.
Jack
As an actual name by itself, not the typical John and then using Jack as a nickname for it.
… Jack is a nickname for John?
Traditionally yes, don’t ask me how.
The TV show Lost just took an a new meaning…
Jeremiah (was a bullfrog)
I was too young to remember.
My father wanted to name me Inigo. Unfortunately he passed shortly before my birth. On an unrelated note, do any of you have 6 fingers?
Andy, but they decided against it at the last minute. However, my dad’s brother and his pregnant wife really liked the name, and a few months later my cousin Andy was born.
My narcissist father never had any choice for his first (and only) son other than to name me after himself.
“I know I’m a con-man of a used car salesman wannabe-Yuppie, but I think I’m so fucking special that I need to create a legacy with my name.”
Who the fuck thinks like that?
My parents bet on my and my sisters sex and whoever won got to choose. My father won both rounds or I would have been called Imre and my sister Inken
My older sister was supposed to get my name, but she was a she. It would have been fairly unique at her age. I came along five years later and got it at the height of its popularity, as a result there were three of us in my grade six class.
Funny enough Jesus cuz I wa almost born in a barn
Angelica and Olivia.
Susan
One of our kids was born just outside the elevator on the way to the maternity ward. My wife joked that we should call him Otis, like the elevator company. That stuck in my head and I tried to convince her to go with it.
Sadly, she wouldn’t go for it, and we had to choose a name that wasn’t an inside joke. He’s probably much healthier for it.
I love the name Otis. It’s such a classic.
My parents were going to name me Heather, but then I was a boy.
When my son was born, I suggested the name Percy to his mother. She was like “Oh, I really really like that!” I was like “Good, then if we have another boy, we can name him Timothy, after your father.” She was like “Aww, that’s so sweet! I know you and my dad get along really well! I like that too! What if we have girls?”
I said “We’ll name them Sage and Rosemary. Then we’ll have Percy, Sage, Rosemary and Tim.”
My son’s name is NOT Percy.
