My cashier today was called Moronica
 

I shit you not. Moronica. In Kroger supermarket. You see why this needs its own thread? She was new and in training. I asked the bagger if that was the cashier's real name (I read it from her badge). She said yes.

My previous worst ever encountered-in-real-life name, Felonie, pales into insignificance.

She was the least moronic of all the cashiers I encountered this afternoon. Poor Girl.

She'll have the advantage of people underestimating her throughout her life. Every cloud has a silver lining.

Jesus, give the kid a handicap why don't ya. I read some places like Iceland, the government won't permit that shit.

On her 18th birthday she can change all that.

Probably used to it by then.:(

I hope her last name isn't Lewinsky.

"My name is Sue. How do you do."

A man called Sue.

~Primus, "My Name Is Mud"

A Boy Named Sue

Jus' sayin'.:cool:

Unlikely she isn't 18 already. But you can ask to be called whatever you want whenever you want. I'm pretty sure the store would have respected that request.

Many kids already don't go by the name on their birth certificates by the time they get to school. Some kids just know their name doesn't fit, some parents realize they made a mistake.... Piper was Finn by the time she finished preschool. She just hated Piper, even at that young age. She hasn't changed gender or anything, doesn't appear to want to, it just wasn't the name for her.

This is all I can think when the thread comes up... but with the appropriate substitution



"Moronica... Moronica..."

My son's ex neurologist once told me that, when he was doing his residency, he assisted in a birth. When asked what the child was to be named, the mother replied "Placenta. I heard you all say that and I just thought it sounded so pretty..."

So.... funny you should say that... I relayed this story to my journalist friend tonight and she said her current worst name she had encountered IRL was Placenta! But the one who made her cringe the most was Babyboy ....when listening to police channels, on arrest, they have to give the full given name of the detainee. Babyboy used to run wild in Ypsilanti, but didn't run fast enough.

I know the "Placenta" story has attained urban apocrypha status, but this guy was pretty straight up, he *was* a doctor, and he told me the story while he was on the bench at a hockey game he was playing in (men's huff and puff league for which I was the videographer), so I believe him.

When he said, "My name is Sue. How do you do", he was a man. With experiences that Moronica may have prospered or suffered from.