He Was Searching For A Danger Girl

…and then she found him

On The Subject Of One’s Name

The ever cool and interesting iamnikchick did a post about her name and it has inspired me to do the same.

The first thing you need to know is that I have three first names. Well, ok, my given name of Robert and two nicknames.

To my family and a very few childhood friends, I’m Bo. And no, you fucking cannot address me by that name.

To people of a professional nature (doctors, lawyers, judges, arresting officers) and a few old friends from grade/high school, I’m known as Robert.

To almost everyone else who knows me, I’m Doc. No, I won’t tell you how I got this nickname.

I am, and have always been, perfectly comfortable with any three of those names. Robert is a good name…popular, but not used to death like other common male names. There are lots of famous Roberts, which is also cool. Bo is what I was called by pretty much everyone from birth to my first day in first grade, when Robert kicked in.

In high school, a few people in Drama class (mostly girls) chose to call me “Bob”. I never ever was fully comfortable with that name and was very relieved when the nickname Doc came along.

Of all my names, Doc is the one that fits me best. I’ve been called by that name for 37 years now and I am more used to hearing it than I am to hearing my given name.

As for my last name, Cross, well, I like it, too. It’s a simple name, easy to say and remember. Unless you are mailing out junk mail or bills, in which case people just keep fucking it up. I’ve gotten mail addressed to Crouse, Cress, Criss, Crouch, Cruz (right word, wrong language), Croos and damned near every possible other mispelling. Oddly, none of these spelling impaired gits ever mispells Robert.

Naturally, over the course of my Wild & Misspent Youth, I used more than a few other names and nicknames. For the good of all concerned, we shall not discuss them here.

Why I Love Labor Day Weekend

Because 12 years ago, at a Labor Day Weekend picnic put on by a local computer BBS, I met My Sweet Angel, Grace. It was not love at first sight, but it was damned close:)

2 thoughts on “He Was Searching For A Danger Girl

  1. If you can’t tell us why you are called Doc, can you pin-point WHEN you earned this eponym?
    And, hurrah for ancient those ancient networks known as BBS’s. And think about it…only a few years separates the narrow window when they were popular and then disappeared after being eaten by the WWW.
    ::B::

    1. If you can’t tell us why you are called Doc, can you pin-point WHEN you earned this eponym?

      Late March, 1970

      And, hurrah for ancient those ancient networks known as BBS’s. And think about it…only a few years separates the narrow window when they were popular and then disappeared after being eaten by the WWW.

      Yeah, they came and went pretty quick, but were fun while they lasted.

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