My last post was a little heavy, so I needed a day off from the blog challenge! But I'm back today with a post about nicknames, or in my case, a lack thereof.
This has long been a point of contention with me. I've never had a nickname. Never. Isn't that weird? I tried to give myself one in college, but my friends weren't having it. So I remain nickname-less.
Some people try and tell me that Sam (short for Samantha) is a nickname, but I don't think so. A shortened name is not a nickname. A nickname is a term of endearment used by those who know you best. Of course, by my own definition, I guess Sammy could be a nickname. It's used only by my closest friends and family. But I was thinking more along the lines of "Dawg" or "Wang" (actual nicknames of some of my friends).
Thoughts? What experiences or events got you your nickname? Do you like your nickname or does it bother you?
If you want me to call you Wang, I totally will. We could call you Witchy Boots and it could be like totally empowering because you're taking the mean name and using it yourself. What do you think? P.S. We were friends in 6th grade when people were calling you Witchy Boots.
ReplyDeleteI'm kind of with you, Sam.. I don't know that I really have one. Issac calls me "buddy" and always has.. sometimes "Sweet Pea," but both terms of endearment are also used for Amelia.. so they're not really 'mine,' persay.
ReplyDeleteAs for the shortened name thing, that's a whole 'nother ball game for me. My parents call me 'Niki.' Others did too, but it died in high school, I had always introduced myself as Nicole so when I went to college without any ties to h.s. it was easy to drop.. until my mom comes around again ;)