Names. We all have them. Of course now I’m thinking of that episode of The Office where Michael and Dwight are calling David and he calls back and asks “who is this?” and Michael freezes and says “I was never given a name” before hanging up. Classic.
Anyways. Names are brands. They are online (as in Twitter handles) and they are in real life. They make a difference. They have power. I mean, Voldemort’s name was basically a homing device.
I don’t hate my name. It’s not a weird name, so there isn’t much to hate. I dislike some nicknames that derive from it but that’s too bad for me. I also have come to like some of my nicknames. Speaking of nicknames, does anyone feel like you must be on a certain level of friendship to use one? Unless that person introduces themselves with the nickname, I feel very weird calling them it, even if I know the person. Is that silly?
On another note, do parents ever wonder if they named their kids right? Because I’ve never had a chance to name a child, or even a pet for that matter, but just based on things I have named, I do regret them.
Like when I was in grade six, I loved Webkinz, and when I finally got my hands on the illusive pink dragon one, I named it Crystal Rose. I regret this name. Not that it’s not a nice name (though in hindsight it is a little stripper-like) but at the time I was hardcore obsessed with author Chris D’Lacey’s The Last Dragon Chronicles and I’ll always regret not naming my dragon something that started with a G in honor of them.
But I guess that’s not as bad as those parents who named their daughter Kaitlyn but spelled the “ait” part like the number eight in roman numerals so this child’s name is “KVIIIlyn.”
That baby looks full of anger already and I don’t blame it. Substitute teachers will hate this.
I even regret some names on my blog. Once in a while I wonder if “Coolbeans” is too unprofessional. I love it, but does it fit and will employers take me seriously? And that number 4…should that be removed? Obviously I didn’t plan on using it, but someone took coolbeans.wordpress.com, so I added the 4, my favourite number. But I remember in one of the Blogging U courses I took last year, someone suggested that I remove the 4 from my title as numbers can make it seem spam-y. It was a valid point, but I ended up keeping it because I worry about people remembering the 4 when searching for my blog, so by having it so clearly there in my header, I hope it helps. But even my father forgets the 4 when he’s telling people about my blog… And I know that coolbeans.com is taken, so if I were to hypothetically buy a domain in the future, I’d likely still have to keep the 4 anyways. But it’s okay, I feel like the 4 is a part of coolbeans now, so it doesn’t bother me too much. What does bother me is that some inactive account has @coolbeans4 on Twitter and I have to use @coolbeans_4 like a loser.
And then there’s my username. Desperate not to worry about it too much when I made the blog, I went with the first thing that wasn’t taken, which was I Am Donovan, or as WordPress has it, iamdonovan. I hoped that by capitalizing the I and A and D people would know that I mean “I am” and that I don’t have the name “iam” but I can’t control how people read things. Here I am a year and a half later and I still fret about these things.
And now that I’ve started writing for other sites, I’m even more keen on making sure there’s unity between my online presences. This past summer I started writing and editing for Popwrapped, an entertainment/news website, which has been cool. And since it’s such a large site (over 2 million Twitter followers!) I knew it’d look good on a resume and possible employers would want to see my work, which is why I go by V Donovan there. Which, of course, made me wish my blog username was the same. Luckily, WordPress lets people change their public display name as much as they want, so at least my names match on the surface, but my username is still technically iamdonovan on both sites, and if I change that, it’s gone forever. I’m still debating whether to change it, but it can stay for now. But y’all can still call me Donovan. I prefer it.
Isn’t it ridiculous though? I spend so much time worrying about names and numbers and underscores. I feel like I’ll never be content. Does anyone else share my struggles?
I think that when I have kids, I’m just going to let my husband pick the names. I mean, I don’t think I could survive the crippling guilt I’d inevitably feel.
Of course now I’m thinking of that episode of Glee when Finn comes up with the best baby name and shows Quinn.
Do you worry about names or regret any?
That’s all for now!
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