Something random I realized today.

[apocalypsos]

I know it's a cliche, but I can seriously remember my mother asking me at some point or another during my childhood, "Well, if everybody else jumped off a bridge, would you?"

As someone stuck with the most popular girls's name of the late seventies in a grade where the percentage of girls who shared that name rose into the double digits, if I had had any balls whatsoever, I should have snapped back, "Gee, I don't know. If everybody else named their daughter Jennifer, would you?"

Granted, if I would have had balls, I wouldn't have had that problem, but still.

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[catystorm.livejournal.com]

There was a Susan, a Suzy and a Suzann in my 8th grade class. (I'm the last.) Needless to say, despite the fact that only one of us has their name pronounced "sue-san", we were all answering to it by the end of the year because the teacher downright refused to say "sue-zan".

It's a z. Is it really that hard? *stabDEATH*

[fyrdrakken]

Both my parents have a sister Susan. I grew up calling the one Aunt Suzy and other Aunt Susan Gayle.

Course, Aunt Susan Gayle married a man with the same given name as Dad, so when we have family get-togethers my grandmother refers to them both by first and last name together to prevent confusion...