May 9, 2010

What's In A Name?

I recently cranked on about the ridiculous things parents name their kids, and the even more ridiculous ways they spell those names.

But my snark wasn't a patch on this snark, in a column from the NYT by Paul Schmidtberger. Wonder how many ways you can spell his name?


Anonymous buzzwhack said...

Im my job, I see lots of new names. I find them fascinating. I do see a few surnames that are unwisely joined with a given name or two. Those peculiar names will really date someone years later. There will be a run of Ninas in the obituary columns now, thanks to Nina Foch, 1920s film star.Not so many Chewbacca or Hans though.

May 09, 2010 4:19 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Try life with the name Derald. I cannot count how many different ways I have seen it spelled.

May 10, 2010 6:40 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

True story -- not an urban legend. A friend used to work with inner city families in Detroit. Imagine. Most mothers were poorly edicated and many were illiterate. When many African Americans were making efforts to embrace their original roots, the assigning of exotic, tribal-type names was not unusual. A co-worker of friend was interviewing the unfortunate mother who, by all accounts, was attempting to turn her life around. Already at the age of 22, she had three very younf kids with a fourth well on the way. Being proactive (a social worker being proactive??), it was determined that the requisite forms be completed and submitted now for the additional social 'benefits' that would be coming her way, the mother was "axed" if she had chosen a name for soon to appear bundle of joy. Apparently, the last daughter was named Ashanti. This worker, was not, having the best of days and was about three weeks shy of resigning - or being asked to leave. To say she was angry and resentful would be an understatement. The mother. confused, could not think of a name. The worker said, "What about Asholi?" The young mother nodded eagerly and the worker typed...

BTW, no word of a lie, Google is asking me to type in a word for verification; appropriately, it is prick...

May 10, 2010 12:07 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was watching Maury the other day (I know, not something you'd want to admit too loudly)and the woman's name, I kid you not, was Clamydia.

nice, parents.

May 10, 2010 12:42 PM  
Anonymous jmd said...

Maybe Clamydia had an infectious personality.

May 10, 2010 1:17 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Heh. Heeeeeeeeeeeee.

And David, nice try. There will be no Sommerfeld secrets spilled. We save those for weddings and funerals.

Derald? Yeah, you win dude.

May 10, 2010 1:19 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I still chuckle about the mom on the playground at school with her new baby telling all the other moms that his name was Logan, but she wanted him to be different so she spelled it with an O....the poor child is Logon....Log On....I join the chorus of "why do people do this to their children?"
My three all have what were called at the time 'grandma and grandpa' names. Likely because they were all named after favorite relatives and so far they have never had another child by the same name in their classes. They all classics and at 10, 13 & 16 I have never heard them complain about them yet.
My ex used to say, I prefer the names in the obits, over the ones in the birth announcements.

May 10, 2010 3:03 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Ya think? One (yes, I know) one of my middle names is Craik!

So, I'll see your Derald, raise your Rainy and go all in!

PS The word verification on this post is Wasted!!

May 10, 2010 3:04 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mines Chemita, sister of Clamydia.

May 10, 2010 3:58 PM  

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