Eunice

That's my mom's name!

Sorry. Random.

And also really random is the fact that an ex from many, MANY years ago just sent me an email out of the blue wanting to "know more" about whatever info he was able to glean from googling me. Huh.

I've always detested both Suzie and Sue. One of my earliest memories is being three years old or so and going to see a doctor who called me Suzie. I informed him, indignantly, that my NAME was SUSAN. I don't think anyone has tried to call me Suzie since sometime circa 1980, but I run into people all the time who assume all Susans are Sues. They'll just say Sue, or I'll hear them tell someone that Sue W is the person who can sort out problem X. I smile, politely but tightly, and say "Susan." Usually that's enough, but I did give in and allow a college friend's family to call me Sue upon realizing they called family members Linda and Lori, Lin and Lore.

I suppose I'm lucky that my name isn't readily nickable. Though sometimes people call me "H"

Most of my friends are nicked. Linz, Mel, Cyn, 'Talia, G-dog, Aims, but never by adding an ie or y.

For some reason there's a small group of people who call Mr. Jane "Jonny" which bugs me, but he doesn't seem to mind.

I've been thinking of changing to or at least adding my maiden name. Mostly because that side of my family keeps dying.

My name is dumb and has no nicknames.

I shall now call you "Sunny" or "Suns".

Don't you dare.

People sometimes ask me if we call Annabel Annie or Belle. I suppose those are the logical nicknames, but it's never occurred to me to do so. Neither would fit her at all. We call her Annabel or AB. OK, sometimes Anna-boo, but I expect that one will die a natural death sometime before she hits kindergarten.

Oh, the names conversation!

Everyone I've known for any length of time calls me Jess, to the point where it never occurs to me to give people permission in advance (even though I always introduce myself as Jessica). Part of it is that I have a bazillion friends also named Jessica, and most of them introduce themselves as Jess (or Jes) from the get-go, so using my full name at least once is a way to tell us apart.

Call me Jessie and you will get sporked.

Changed my name when I got married for a whole bunch of reasons. (My maiden name is impossible to spell, I got married young enough that I didn't have any professional reason not to change it, people were going to call me Mrs FoneBone whether I changed it or not...) I kept my middle name because it's my paternal grandmother's maiden name (so, same side of the family as my maiden name) and I've always liked it more.

Both of my brothers go by the diminutves they grew up with. Andy is still Andy and Chris is Chris, rather than Christopher. Andy called us "Ra" and "Kee" when he was first learning to talk, and those have stuck as family nicknames.

Nobody can nickname like a granddad!

My paternal grandfather had nicknames for all of the grandchildren they were: Little Missy (me), Little Beaver (my brother), Sassafras, Thumper, and I just blanked on my other cousin's nickname.

people were going to call me Mrs FoneBone whether I changed it or not

Remarkably, I've found this almost never happens to me. Except by one or two of my DH's relatives (the young ones, not the old ones who I think I'd be more inclined to forgive the mistake) who can't seem to accept it despite the number of times they're corrected.

OK, sometimes Anna-boo, but I expect that one will die a natural death sometime before she hits kindergarten.

So far, ALL of Dylan's nicknames are of that kind. We call him Little D, Dylan-boo, Boo, Smiley McBabypants, Cranky McGee, Sweetest Baby In The Whole Wide World, etc etc. Hopefully we also call him just plain Dylan enough so he learns his own name by the time he starts talking...

(I had a cousin who was called Baby Sister almost exclusively until she was about 8, and I'm fairly sure she thought it was her real name, and Marissa was the nick.)