Nicknames

Nicknames…

Oh goodness here is the cold hard truth I am just going to say it. I am terrible with names. I have a hard time remembering names.

Since my first friend, I made I have been giving people and pets nicknames. It seems to be the only way I can remember names is to give them a fun nickname. My nicknames are usually based on how we met or something about how I remember you. Another truth, I can usually remember your dog’s names or other pet’s names before the owners ha. I swear I try to remember names but I come up blank. I hate that awkward moment when I have to ask your name again. I can’t count the number of times I have to repeat my name or spell my name. For the record this does not bother me, nor does it bother me if you forget my name because it’s not a common name or common spelling. I was nervous using my real name for my website because of the spelling, but it’s my website what else would I call it? I am Sascha Davis.

At my current job at the hospital, I work somewhere different every shift and so in my travels I meet a lot of people. It is hard to keep everyone’s names straight. First names are hard enough let alone if I am required to know your last names as well. Forgive me, friends, family, co-workers, and people of the community you all get nicknames. I don’t know why but I can remember nicknames and most time I struggle to think oh what’s so and so’s real name?

I will admit my nicknames catch on and I don’t mean for that to happen. I know I am not the only one who struggles with names. I don’t like that I am bad with names but it is the cold hard truth. If you have any tricks or tips on how to remember names please do share them with me.

I grew up with many nick-names of my own. The first nickname I can remember came from my mom, she always called me Bee. Not sure why I was bee but I was. Over the years I have been given a lot of nicknames. Sassy has been my nickname that stuck since high school days. I guess I can admit I am a bit sassy ha. My best friend and a lot of people call me by my last name Davis. I am a true Davis through and through. Most commonly, people seem to call me tall girl or something based on my height. I kinda stick out in the crowd. I am six foot three but I always dreamed of being seven feet tall. Yes, I embrace being tall. It is who I am. I like to think that people are forced to look up to me and chase after me when I walk. I don’t mean to walk so fast but it’s hard to slow these legs. A lot of my nicknames are my name just spelled funny because let’s face it my parents set me up adding an extra letter to make me “unique”. Don’t get me wrong I love my name and I couldn’t imagine changing my name but it is impossible to find anything with my name unless I custom order it, or maybe if I lived in Europe somewhere?. I know a few of you reading this blog can relate to the unique name dilemma. Not only do I have to custom order my pants, which reminds me a friend of mine calls me long legs sally for this reason, but just once I wanna get the key chain or the pen right off the shelf like the classic named people of the world. My son he can always find his name on these types of items. You’re welcome, son.

Do you have a nickname? How did you get that nickname? I love it when people share nick-names stories with me. Be sure to reach out and share your story. Or if you have a nickname for me also feel free to share. I could always use a good laugh!