What’s in a nickname? Well, a lot of things actually. Nicknames are given to people for plenty of reasons and I for one can vouch for that. I can’t even begin to list the names I’ve been given in my lifetime. As far back as I can remember, the first nickname I earned was ‘Staplebutt’, which of course was derived from my maiden name which I won't list here. Just take my word for it.
Now as the years rolled on and I entered the 7th grade, I was blessed with the moniker, ‘Caesar’. Why, do you ask? Because I participated in a play and played the role of the Roman Emperor. To this day I recall staggering with my hand over my chest, breathing out my last words, “Et tu Brute? Then fall Caesar!”
Oh, and ‘Larry’. Yes, that was another one I winced at. I hated that one with a passion, more than likely because it was a guy’s name. I don’t know when that one started but I sure in the hell am glad that no one calls me that anymore. But now that I brought it up I’m sure I just jinxed myself.
From my high school years there’s one name that particularly stands out from the rest. It all started with this guy I had the hugest crush on. His name was Nick and I did just about anything and everything to get him to notice me. This took skill and it was no easy feat! I even went so far as to purposely acting like a complete moron in front of him! That got his attention. We never did go out but I was damned proud of the nickname he gave me; ‘Simpleton’. Again, another name deriving from my maiden name. *rolls eyes*
Now this last one is my favorite and I’m more than certain I’ll remember it until I’m laid to rest. About a year and a half ago, several friends and I were chatting in an online conference room. They were in the middle of talking about something and I went wandering off on the internet like a toddler would in a store. I was doing some research for a quick story I was writing at the time and checked Wikipedia out to see if they’d have the info. What I was looking for pertained to the pupil of the eye, but much to my shock, I found a picture of a goat with a tag in it’s ear reading 666! The number of the Beast! The image shown here is the same exact picture I found that day!
I freaked at the irony. I hurried back into the conference chat and blurted something along the lines of finding the goat and the tag in it’s ear. It’d become apparent that I’d interrupted the conversation when nobody said anything in the short seconds that followed. That was when I earned the nickname ‘Goat Girl’, or ‘GG’ for short. Another name earned that day was ‘Shiny’ because of my silly randomness and ability to become easily distracted.
Wrapping this blog up, I can honestly say that when I’m much, much older, I’ll be able to remember these names that’d been given to me throughout the various stages of my life and along with it, the wonderful people that’d given them to me.
Clever Girl Writes Books.
9 years ago
4 comments:
Since I wasn't there for the GG thing... you'll always be Shiny to me! MUAH!
hahahaha you're hilarious. I love you.
I apologize for my lateness to the party; a friend of yours who blogs by the name of "Winter" clued me in that there was another blogger in the ether who called herself "Shiny."
Anyway -- my nickname (Shiny) came about in high school because there were too many other folks named Mike in my class, extracurricular activities, etc. "Shiny" is a derivative of my last name and -- well, it stuck. It became so commonplace that people would call our house and ask if Shiny was there. (My mom would often reply with "that's pretty much all of us!") Am I often aloof and random as well? Sure!
I've always been interested in the etymology of nicknames. Good to know there's someone else with my namesake who is as well. :)
Hi RxVenomQueen,
It seems you have found the antichrist. That goat is clearly spawn of satan.
Thanks for your comment on my RIPlolcats post. Like your blog too.
Don't be a stranger. =)
~Stat
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