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Steve’s email “label” for me, for years, has been “Pita” (pain in the a$$). Does that count?
Yup. Funny.
My oldest and best friend in the world calls me Joyson. Someone I used to know had all kinds of nicknames for me and that was fun. Nobody has called me anything but Joy, mom or grandma for a LONG time. I guess things could be much worse.
J & Jen
Ah, did you forget Friz the Griz, Griz Friz, and just plain Friz?!
no i didn’t forget those….I just chose not to write those oh and Ferfy too.
LMAO Jenny!!!
Not really, at this stage of my life. My actual name is pretty convenient to say.
I have a couple of friends that call me Susie Q, but other than my childhood nickname of Maynard G Krebs (Maynard for short), I’ve got nothing.
My aunt always called me Egghead growing up. I was Humpty Dumpty for Halloween when I was 4 and it has stuck ever since.
In Jr High & High school it was Beeper because one kid couldn’t pronouce my last name and it somehow stuck.
Nik or Nikki. My daycare girl calls me Cole. My best friend sometimes calls me Nickle. Growing up, a few close friends called me Colie. These days it’s Nik, Nikki, or Nicole.
Oh, I forgot… in HS, the girls on the swim team called me “drugs”, because of my initials: LSD, and because my last name sort of lent itself to being shortened that way.