(Partially from a comment elsewhere)
My dad grew up with unusual first and middle names, and he says he "wouldn't do that to a dog." So all three kids have names as plain as can be. I know multiple other Carol Jean Smiths.
When I arrived at MIT and was introducing myself around French House, in the hopes I could take up residence there, I got the response "Your middle name is Jean, right?" This boggled me, because it was and I hadn't said so. It seems CarolYN Jean Smith lived just downstairs. My sophomore year, my phone number was removed from the student directory as an "obvious duplication." I think it was also that year that CarolYN graduated, after untangling some kind of paperwork snafu with her "phase two writing requirement".
My senior year, I phoned up to ask whether any of the upper-division electrical engineering or computer science classes I'd taken had checked off my "phase two writing requirement", and I was informed that I had completed it in my sophomore year with some kind of paper on blood clotting. Suddenly I knew what had happened to CarolYN. I said "thank you" and hung up.
Even the Army sometimes couldn't figure it out, and they're pretty good at creating systems that will work no matter who's using them. A grizzled sergeant showed up, in a room of twenty or thirty people, asking for "Smith". We asked which one. He got annoyed, looked at his paperwork, and said "C. Smith." Cindy and I asked which one. He was seriously peeved by then. How do you make sergeant without knowing Smith is a common name?
If I go into some kind of business establishment and a clerkly type asks for my last name, I know not to bother going back. They're too stupid to earn my business.
It's kind of nifty being hard to Google. Photographs of a woman in a compromising position? Why no, that's not me. Nor am I the machinery shop, the music studio, the nineteenth century portrait artist, or the Illinois fishing resort. I wonder what happened to the basketball player. He used to be on the first page of Google hits too, but I didn't find him this time.
My dad grew up with unusual first and middle names, and he says he "wouldn't do that to a dog." So all three kids have names as plain as can be. I know multiple other Carol Jean Smiths.
When I arrived at MIT and was introducing myself around French House, in the hopes I could take up residence there, I got the response "Your middle name is Jean, right?" This boggled me, because it was and I hadn't said so. It seems CarolYN Jean Smith lived just downstairs. My sophomore year, my phone number was removed from the student directory as an "obvious duplication." I think it was also that year that CarolYN graduated, after untangling some kind of paperwork snafu with her "phase two writing requirement".
My senior year, I phoned up to ask whether any of the upper-division electrical engineering or computer science classes I'd taken had checked off my "phase two writing requirement", and I was informed that I had completed it in my sophomore year with some kind of paper on blood clotting. Suddenly I knew what had happened to CarolYN. I said "thank you" and hung up.
Even the Army sometimes couldn't figure it out, and they're pretty good at creating systems that will work no matter who's using them. A grizzled sergeant showed up, in a room of twenty or thirty people, asking for "Smith". We asked which one. He got annoyed, looked at his paperwork, and said "C. Smith." Cindy and I asked which one. He was seriously peeved by then. How do you make sergeant without knowing Smith is a common name?
If I go into some kind of business establishment and a clerkly type asks for my last name, I know not to bother going back. They're too stupid to earn my business.
It's kind of nifty being hard to Google. Photographs of a woman in a compromising position? Why no, that's not me. Nor am I the machinery shop, the music studio, the nineteenth century portrait artist, or the Illinois fishing resort. I wonder what happened to the basketball player. He used to be on the first page of Google hits too, but I didn't find him this time.
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There was another Lisa Deutsch who haunted me all through school. She had the same eye doctor, we went to the same ballet school for a while. Same Jr High even!
That was the weirdest. I came back from Israel in 8th grade. So I needed a locker, not having had one assigned to me in 7th. It kept not coming, and frankly lugging around my books was getting old. Then I get a note to go to the Main Office. "Lisa Deutsch meet Lisa Deutsch." Seems the Other Lisa D was getting my locker assignment and kept refusing it, as she already had a locker.
A Lisa Deutsch was also married to Tony Curtis for a while.
And as near as I can tell, We Are Not related to each other, either.
Smith IS Common. Deutsch Not to much, but still, you think we could stop running into each other.
Luckily, I do seem to be the only Lisa Deutsch Harrigan, and even Lisa Harrigan isn't as common. Weird.
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Didn't have to deal with lots of other Mary Pats growing up, other than the one I was named after. That's why we name our kids either after dead people or using a middle name that no one goes by.
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Colen is a rather unusual name. My grandfather changed it from Cohen because he kept losing business when people couldn't find him in the NYC phone book. Colon is a bit more common, though most people know Christopher Colon as Christopher Columbus.
I was surprised to find out that there was another Colen at UC Davis when I went there. It turned out he was even a friend of a friend. Doing a web search has even turned up another "Larry Colen" (http://www.colenplasticsurgery.com/plasticsurgery/drcolen.html), but I'm pretty certain that he's not Lawrence Richard Colen.
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I like keeping up with the other Bill Eylers of the world. Eyler is unusual on this side of the country, but not in Maryland. The other Bill Eylers I've found are computer graphics and animation specialists, motocross enthusiasts, military paratroopers, university professors...all things I'm not. Nor are any of them square dance callers.
Danny's last name is Lee. Either people think he's Danny-Lee (like Bobby-Ray or Billy-Bob) or that he's Chinese. He's not Dan or Daniel; Danny is his birth name. But I dare not reveal his middle name under penalty of torture!
At least I know what the CJ stands for now!
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I don't know why your phone call story reminds me of this, but once I was home sick for a couple of weeks and I took a call for my sister. I spoke in a harsh whisper because that's all I could do. After a couple of minutes my sister's friend whispered "Why are we whispering?" I replied "Because we have laryngitis," and she gave a full-voiced "Ohhhh!" :)
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Did you hear where GALA2012 will be?
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And I've been cited in a, um, I'm not sure what this is (http://www.law.gmu.edu/assets/subsites/gmulawreview/files/15-2/3_HAGGLUND.pdf). Some kind of law paper? Wacky.
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Also, that's a pretty impressive set of degrees that the author has, there.
I think that, aside from being a source for foundation material for more articles, these articles also sometimes end up being read by judges who are attempting to decide a difficult case, or by lawyers who are formulating arguments; in the best case, they'll even be cited by the judge in their decision (though I gather that's somewhat rare).
It is rather entertaining that they ended up picking your website for that, though!
Common as dirt
Still, it's amazing the number of notables who share "William Robert Martin" or some derivation of it.
None of them are me. :)
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..and after you moved to CA, manually forwarding all your mail, since telling the post office you had moved would have resulted in all my mail going to CA...
:-)
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What WAS the title of that blood clotting paper, anyway?
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Oddly enough, though, much of Tennessee was settled by a fellow named Moses Brooks.
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People mess up names no matter what you do, I think. Brian Jay should be the easiest name in the world. Short, easy to spell, impossible to mispronounce. Perfect. Except that I have the following conversation easily 90% of the time I tell somebody my name:
Clerk: Could I have your name, please?
Me: Brian Jay
Clerk: *silence*
Me: *silence*
Clerk: *silence*
Me: J-A-Y
Clerk: Thank you.
Without fail, everybody always thinks I am starting to spell my name and they just wait. Every time. For my entire life. This post notwithstanding, I deeply envy your name for being short and easy to spell and clearly a name. :)
Hmm, what do I have to search on to find this woman in the compromising position. Sounds promising. ;)
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Thus, I pretty much default to giving my name as "First name is Brooks, last name is Moses, M-O-S-E-S." That might work for you, too....
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