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I used to believe that when you got married (a woman), you had to change your FIRST name. I spent hours agonizing over that and trying to come up with a new first name I liked...because I love my own name so much. LOL.
When I was very young I thought my mom and dad were actually named "Mom" and "Dad"! I think once I even called where my Dad worked asking to talk to "Dad" and got mad when they didn't know who I meant!
When I was little my best friend was a girl named Ryan, and she was the only Ryan I knew, so when I met a boy named Ryan in first grade I told him it was a girl's name, and for the whole year I thought he was lying about his name being Ryan because it was obviously a girl name.
Since my mother didn't change her last name when she got married, I didn't realize that other people did when I was five. There were two teachers at my elementary school who were married to each other, and so had the same last name. I thought this meant they were related to each other.
My sisters friend believes that when you become a grown up, you get your grown up name. One day she was talking to her mum and asked "what is my name going to be when i grown up? and what was your name when you were a little girl?"
i used to get mad when people sang frere jaque because i thought they were making fun of my name!!!!
I used to get mad when people used the word "native" because I thought they were making fun of my name!
I thought Jack was a nickname for Jackery ( like Zack and Zachary).
Up until a few years ago I thought that the SEAL in Navy SEALS was because they were trained to be vary agile in the water just like seals. Until later when I realized SEALs part was capitalized at it was an abrreviation for sea ,air, and land teams. Now I see , comically its a bit of both.
When the deck in my backyard was being built, the name of the man who built it was Robert. This is also my middle name, so I assumed someone's middle name was always the name of the person who built their deck. It hadn't occurred to me that the rest of my family have different middle names, or that I was given my name (including my middle name) before the deck was built.
I just got that Anon is short for anonymous. Like others I too thought there were a lot of people with the same name. Even after reading the title under common beliefs, I had to read other posts before I realized.
I used to believe that Will Smith's name wasn't Will Smith, but that it was World Smith.
I was about 6 when my youngest brother was born, and I remember thinking that Nathaniel was the stupidest name I had ever heard, and that it was temporary until my mom could think of a better one. I even asked her if that was his real name.
I used to believe that no one in the world could have the same name as someone else. When I still believed this, I had a friend named Michael Douglas, so every time the actor Michael Douglas was brought up, I thought they were talking about my friend and that, when not at school, he was a famous actor.
I was the oldest child and the only girl in a family with four children. We traveled across a certain road quite often with our parents. Along this road was a hand-painted sign that said "Fill Wanted", asking for people to dump unwanted rock and soil to fill in a low, wet area on someone's property. After passing the sign one day, my middle brother, who had recvently acheived the milestone of reading, asked, "WHO is Fill (Phil)???"
i thought Hall and Oats was someone 'Hauling Oats'
I used to think "John Doe" was a real person. I asked my mom one time, "Do you think he minds getting talked about all the time?" Then she told me there was no such person!
Before I was 4 and started school, i believed that i was the only person in the world named jessica. On the first day of school my teacher called out Jessica, and another girl stood up, my mind was blown
My sister Jane used to believe that her parents' names were actually Mom and Dad. Jane was sad that she couldn't be a mother because her name wasn't Mom.
My aunt married a man named John who was of Italian decent. Somehow he got the nick name Dego and it stuck. Up until high school I thought Dego was Italian for John. I had been calling Italian people named John Dego for years thinking I was showing others how smart I was for knowing something from another language.
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