If you’re like the staff of RVtravel, your name is probably pretty normal: Chuck, Emily, Diane, Jessica, Kim, Gail… But maybe you aren’t so lucky. Maybe your parents thought naming you Chris, your middle name Paul, and your last name Bacon (Chris P. Bacon) was a good idea. Nope.
Check out this list of 198 unfortunate names. You’ll get a laugh out of it, we guarantee it. (But please note: Some of these names are R-rated. You’ve been warned!)
Anyway, will you tell us in the poll below if you like your first name? Do you wish you had been named something else? Tell us in the comments if so. Thanks!
I like my first name i had it all my life
Parents should be very careful with the names they choose. Many times the name is chosen because it “sounds” cute or reminds them of someone famous. I believe a name truly makes the person.
I don’t have any problem with my first name but for some reason I never understood, my parents always called me by my middle name so that’s what I’ve always used and answered to. I don’t have any problem with my middle name either!
My first name is a family name passed down from generation to generation. It’s Brinklyn. Popular in Germany. There is a large business in Germany called Brinklyn and Brinklyn and any time someone D’s S.C. the name while visiting Germany I got very good service! LOL!
I go by my middle name because my father went by Brinklyn and it saved on confusion.
I hated it as a child, seems every time I heard it, I was in trouble. Seems OK now, Short and simple. Ed
My family had to choose names for children carefully so as to not create a problem with a last name of Quick. PDQ initials for example.
There wasn’t a comment place on the towing a 5th wheel with a 1/2T so I’ll put it here. The article was correct it just didn’t go far enough, sales people will tell you anything to make a sale even if they know a 1/2T can’t handle a trailer. Recently had an encounter with a gentleman planning on the exact scenario. The salesman said the F150 had a load carrying weight capacity of 3000 lbs. what he didn’t tell him that was a base model XL regular cab with only standard equipment. When asked he was planning on a crew cab very upscale truck, with all the options he wanted the truck would have about 800 lbs of payload, not nearly enough for the 1915 lb pin weight of the 5th wheel he was about to buy, of course the RV salesman was also telling him the truck could tow it, just as long as he could make the sale.
Sorry, Bob. The “allow comments” for the towing article somehow got turned off. I’ve turned it back on. 🙂 —Diane at RVtravel.com
Growing up I always wished I had a ‘regular’ name like all my friends. You know, names like Patty, Becky, or Susie. Now that I’m an adult, I like my somewhat unusual first name a lot, and I thank my folks for giving me a name that stands out from the others.
Well, I certainly would not want to be named “Karen” these days.
I’ve always loved my name and was thankful it wasn’t something unusual. Now, I’m not so sure….
I dislike my given/leal first name so much that I don’t go by it and plan to change it legally.
I think it’s pretty, but I do know a Giselle and she’s tons of fun.
I was named after my dad and am proud to have it. But one thing to remember is with a first name of John every one has at least one, “my Wife has 6.”
As an adopted kid, I would love to have the name my birth mother gave me Thea Patrica much less common than Patricia Anne. She said she was going to call me Teddy Pat and that would have been even better.
I like my unusual name. It is frustrating sometimes when even after being corrected people still glance at my name and call me Kathleen. A couple of times okay but after being correct, STOP!
My name is just fjne. After almost 70 years, I’ve gotten used to it and it’s a little late to change it now.
I knew a man many years ago who’s name was Richard Holder. (as Bennie Hill used to say, “Think about it”.)
My full name is Glenda Gay Alexander, which is pretty “normal” but the meanings are special. Glenda means divine goodness, Gay means happy or merry and Alexander means helper and defender of mankind. So I’m a divine and happy defender. :>)
Whenever I’d misbehaved i used to tell my folks it was all their fault, after all, they had named me after some youth that threw rocks a very big people (David and Goliath). Of course it didnt work and still oft get my tail warmed up a bit.
I have never used my first name, I’ve always gone by my middle name, and I mean always, since birth. My parents never intended to use my first name but thought the flow sounded better. Over the years I have contemplated legally changing my name to rid myself of the useless first name but I’ve never followed thru with it. But I love my name Shannon.
Wellll… my name is complete fake! but I do like my real name…
I shared my first name with my Dad. I am proud of it, always have been.
I like my name cuz that’s what everyone calls me
I like my name! Seems to fit well, as that is what everyone calls me and I always answer to,it. Must be a good fit!
I don’t mind my name. What really sets me on edge is being called, “Tommy.” I will not answer to it. I am not 6 years old.
My son’s name is simple, with no known “cute” variations.
I am a “Tom” as well. Growing up, I always knew I was in trouble when my Dad called me “Thomas”.
My sons name is Andrew. He had a teacher call him “Andy” all the time and refused to reply after telling her several time “My name is Andrew, not Andy.” She took him to the principles office where he told the principle “She keeps calling on some kid named Andy, I’m Andrew.” The principle told the teacher to call him Andrew.
Only one person calls me tommy. My oldest brother. I too don’t answer to it
My name is Nathan and many people after having met me start calling me Nate. I do not like how they just assume that is ok with me.
I’m a retired teacher. I have taught or known of students with these names: Harley Davidson, Summer Camp, Jesse James, Shirley Temple, Honey Crisp, Bea Kinder, and Miracle Angel. As far as I know, they all liked their names.
Those names make you laugh out loud
My name is Marcia, pronounced MAR see uh. If I had a nickel for every time I’ve been called Marsha, I’d be rich.
I did not realize I had been pronouncing that wrong my entire life.
When working the Armed Forces Entrance and Examination Station, we had an enlistee named Structure Bridge. Not a nickname.
My first name is ok , my dad didn’t want me to be burdened with his first name, personally I would have been proud to carry it, his name was Friend.
I like my real name fine in business, although this one is a nickname I use less professionally. Never actually been yelled at for using a nick on RVT until this week… ;S
I like my name. My first name is rare and my last name is much rarer. Put the two together and I can do a google search and not find anyone else with that name.
A niece of mine named her son Legolas Artemis (+last name). Folks call him Lego.
Call me by my name or almost anything you want, Just don’t call me late for supper.
My mother wanted short names that you couldn’t mangle into something else and make fun of us.
My brother got Guy… I got Kim.
Yes, a tall, chubby boy named Kim. No one made fun of THAT (eye-roll).
Loved my Mom with all my heart… but I have never liked my name. It is what it is.
I think rare names are something nice, but people will almost always misspell it or just call you by another name entirely. As someone who has to go through that, I definitely started to dislike my name very much.
To all the going to be parents out there:
Be sure to pick a name that your child won’t get bullied for. Your child is still gonna be special, even if they have an easy name.
Name is Edwin but shortened to Ed. At 67 ED means a lot of things and not all is just a name.
When my parents named me, they chose 2 names from different branches of my mother’s family. My first is Dutch and I’ve never met another person with it, though it is not uncommon in the Netherlands. My middle name is actually pure ancient Latin and I am the sixth generation in a row to be named that. However, after burdening me with a double whammy, they also chose my nickname and called me that right from birth.
My mother had major run-ins with a couple of elementary teachers who would announce, “We don’t use nicknames.” And I refused to answer to my legal name. My mother would win. By high school, teachers didn’t care.