people: names

Everytime a family member would leave for a trip, everybody would hug them and say "Save Jenny". I always wondered who this 'Jenny' was since we don't have a family member called Jenny. Of course, I also wondered what kind of trouble she was in that she needed to be saved of. I imagined a lot of adventures for Jenny and hoped she wasn't in jail or kept hostage or something. It took me a while to figure out that they were saying "Safe Journey" -_-'.

I used to think that the HON. (for example, HON. Judge Smith) meant honey. I couldn't figure out why judges seemed to be in such bad moods all the time when they had 'honey' right in their name.

I always thought that Osama and Obama were the same people. Imagine my suprise when he ran for president! I was so confused until my parents explained to me they were different people. I was 13 at the time.

my Dad is called Gary and until a few years i thought it was short for GARAGE, i was so upset when i found the truth out .
i've told my friend since and anyone called Gary we refrer to as GARAGE , they are slightly confused by us

I used to believe that everyone who had the same first name must also have the same middle name. My younger brother is named Matthew Scott (we call him Scott) and I assumed that every Matthew I met was also Matthew Scott. (I have an uncommon name, and never met anyone else with it and that was only more proof somehow.)

My mother is french, and my name is Marie, and the french word for husband is mari, pronounced the same way as my name. I remember getting angry at my mom for naming her little girl husband!hmm...then I met other Maries...

my brother who is 2 years older than me, told me that he was king of the phillipines because his name was philip. i believed that up until i was about 7 and got more sense, though he still kept on insisting it was true...he neva gave up!

My sister used to beieve that when you become a "grown up" you change your name to an adult name. This was because adult names were like Helen or Richard and kid names were like Daniel and Nicole.

I speak french, so when I was child and my english teacher said "usually" I used to think that she said "You, Julie" So I always thought she would talk about me and I was very shy

When I Was in the thrid grade, There was a girl in my class known as "Sam", which I thought was a peculiar name for a girl, though I soon learned that it was a nkckname for "Samantha", a name I had not previously heard of. Also in my class was a girl named "Pam", whom I'd known since first grade. I decided that, since "Sam" was a nickname for "Samantha" (in the case of the new girl I'd met, at least, and presumably whenever a girl has the name "Sam"), "Pam" must be a nickname for "Pamantha". You should have seen the strange reactions the first time I referred to Pam as "Pamantha"!

I used to think all guys we're called "Bill". So instead of saying "Who is that man?" I would say "Who is that Bill?" My mom said that happened because at that time the only men I really was around like my grandfather, uncle and cousin were all named Bill.

When I was little, my mom had a People magazine with Brad Pitt on the cover. The headline described him as a "ladykiller." For the longest time, I actually thought Brad Pitt had murdered a lot of women!

My father's name is Olav, and when I started reading I confused it with "oval" - and my Dad is not skinny, so it took me a few years to understand that I misspelled his name...

I used to believe that the name Geoff (Jeff) was pronounced Gee-off and I still sometimes
mistakenly say it that way even now. Also I used to think that the name Penelope was
pronouced like Pennell-lope (with the lope part sounding like antel(lope).

One Christmas, I wanted a certain doll more than anything else in the world. Every day I would tell my parents about it, or I would point it out in the store. After kindergarten one day, I came home to find a bunch of toys, including the doll, but they were all marked "ED." I cried in my room because the things I wanted were all going to some girl named Ed who I'd never even met before. I never told my mom because I wanted to be good, and Christmas morning I finally opened my presents. There were the doll and all of the other presents. My mom, amused at my surprise, proceeded to explain to me what initials were.

"Dad, how come in every war movie there is always a man named Lieutenant?"