I also have such issue with my name, sort of…

On my early school days (in Barcelona) I was just “Juan”, but another kid arrived with the same name, so I started to add it my second name: Juan Vicente.

I must say that this is quite uncommon. Most people have 2 names, but never tells their second one. An special case is that a lot of girl names are just variations from Virgin Mary’s name. I mean, a girl named Asunción would be “María Asunción” in official registries.

I’ve another issue with my name because here in Barcelona we speak two languages: spanish and catalan. So I may be called bot “Juan Vicente” or “Joan Vicenç”. I even had some discussion with a catalan association who wanted to change my name at their files from “Juan Vicente Mañanas Abad” to “Joan Vicenç Manyanes i Abat”. I said no, because I didn’t want to mend the decision of my parents (back to the day of my birth) and the name of my family… I’m shame enough for them having such politycal ideas, quite contrary to theirs

Ha! I remember that night bowling! That’s taking me WAY back! … It amazes me how many times I narrowly escaped severe beatings living with you guys in that apartment. Between calling you “Paco” at the bowling alley, and laughing as Travis almost electrocutes himself during a Mario Cart induced pop-tart fire… Ya, I just barely escaped some good thrashings.

sometimes life is simply unfair.

i have occasion to work with a gentleman from Belgium. He’s a peach of a guy; acutely intelligent, friendly, great father and husband. Whenever I have to travel “over there”, his family puts me up, wouldn’t here of me staying in a hotel. When he comes stateside, Nora and I do the same for him: the Astas adore the guy…

We have talked this subject over at some length. Neither of us have a clue what his father –since passed- was thinking.

His name? Peter Cox.

As for “Dick,” I think it’s like how some people insist on wearing bow-ties. They just cannot process the distinction between being distinctive and being ridiculous. Just a theory.

And I just came up with like twelve alternate Logtar-as-hitman nicknames that don’t bear repeating. A lot to work with there.

Now that I’m older, I’m glad I have a somewhat unique name with a decent background (yes, it comes from the movie starring Alan Ladd).

I still get a lot of people that mispronounce my name as Shawn, which is not the worst name in the world. It just indicates a complete lack of understanding for the English language.

As to names, since the directory at work and my ID both have my full name on them some customers use that. Others use the shortened form that I usually use. I have had coworkers give me nicknames based on my name, or used my initials.

Nuke tho is different. I chose it based on parts of my background and have used it in numerous online instances. In fact some people, even people I have met in the real world, know me so much better as Nuke that they use that as my name. The first time I ran into a friend that called me Nuke in front of my parents I had to explain (they were concerned at first that I needed a code name or secret identity for some reason). Once I know people I am fine with them using Nuke or my name. Both are me.

I know in college in an attempt to be incognito. We would use our middle name and the street we grew up on as our aliases at the different pubs and house parties. Long live Edward Hollow.

At work I’m frequently referred to by my initials, which are my username and the first part of my email address. When somebody tries to catch my attention by this shorthand, I will frequently snap off a very curt “You may address me as John or Mr. Fitzgerald.”

My nephew John goes by “Jack” or “Jackers.” He’s six.