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praytothegay:

the most unrealistic thing about tv shows is how literally out of all the characters on the show no two characters have the same name??? like take any group of 20 white people i guarentee you like five of them are john

One of my friend groups has numbered Daves, not to mention Dan and T’other Dan, commonly known just as T’other.

Aoifes, Aoifes everywhere :)

I worked in a small team of three people, the other two of whom were named Caroline. A fourth member was added to the team shortly before I left for another job. Her name was also Caroline.

I think everyone was slightly relieved I was only there for a short time because they didn’t have to stop calling the team “the Carolines.” As in “I’m not sure, maybe the Carolines will know which driver has the north Rocommon route on recycling week.” 

This is why I translated my name when I started college. Apparently something about 1980 – 1982 or so made people call baby girls Sarah.

My friends during middle school included a Jessi, a Hannah, another Hannah, an Emily, and an Olive.

My friends from high school included a second Jessi, a third Hannah, another Emily, and an Olivia. Also like 2 Nicks and a David.

Storytelling was always an adventure.

My current cohort at work includes; Lauren, Laura, Lorrie, Lisa, Lindy, and Lynn.

I used to live in a small village where yes, 50% of all the women born between 78-82 were called Sarah.  SO MANY SARAHS.

I attended the University of St. Catherine, a Catholic women’s college.  Easily a third of the student body was named some version of Mary (Maria, etc.) or Catherine (Kathleen, Kate, Cat, Katie, Katelyn, etc.).

One summer I worked with a Jesse (final ‘e’ silent), a Jessie, and a Jessica. I was the only one who could keep their names sorted out. I think we had 7 Matts in my year in High School, too. Most of them got referred to by their last name, as I recall.

In one ER I worked in we had sufficient Kates to staff the entire department with us. On one occasion it happened (not, so far as I know, intentionally). The whole day was cheerfully filled with “Oh, no, not me-Kate, you want that-Kate”.

It drove everyone else nuts.