I don't know... let us go ask Drunken Tits. You jest, but as @bethorien pointed out, there are different reasons. My nickname was "Sluke" in HS because it sounded fucking funny, even to me. I just became interested because of this and figuring out what "sluke" means (it sure as SHIT wasn't what it meant when it was bestowed upon me by my bros)... it means "to devour.. or gobble down.. in Norwegian apparently.
perhaps something like slurp? W/e... It was funnier than Luke the Duke, Cool Hand Luke, Scuba Steve or Steve-O. Steve-O is fine every once in while... but Steve-O is Steve-O and it gets old calling every Steven a Steve-O.
Plus after awhile the running on rooftops with silver VC's was forgotten and the Batman nickname was lost except between a few close friends and my basketball coach. If I'm meeting people professionally, I just go with Steven now, but if any of my friends from back then are introducing me, it's Sluke. It's so fucking confusing sometimes I forget how to
introduce myself. Sometimes around friends in a personal setting I just shrug my shoulders like "I don't fucking know, I don't care, call me Major Tom for all I care".
With natives it is their name, not a nickname, its their name. You've got your white name, the one on your documents and shit, and then you have your native name, which is technically more your name than the documents one. A friend of mine has those as the same thing and never had any teacher pronounce it correctly. His name translates to like "between the trees" or something of that sort.
...I lived as Sluke with my name to the point my fucking mom started calling me Sluke. Nicknames can become names, given time.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to take away any meaning for any name. In fact, quite the opposite. But the opposite doesn't diminish, it enriches.
I mean... the opposite of what I'm saying is everyone having the same name. Fuck that.
hi jeff, im jeff, I heard you went out with jeff last night, is jeffs barbaque really as good as jeff said they were? also jeff down in shipping said she needed you to take jeffs letter to jeff in the head directors room so that jeff from accounting can give jeff from marketing a budget to get people to be the jeff jeff juice
perhaps something like slurp? W/e... It was funnier than Luke the Duke, Cool Hand Luke, Scuba Steve or Steve-O. Steve-O is fine every once in while... but Steve-O is Steve-O and it gets old calling every Steven a Steve-O.
Plus after awhile the running on rooftops with silver VC's was forgotten and the Batman nickname was lost except between a few close friends and my basketball coach. If I'm meeting people professionally, I just go with Steven now, but if any of my friends from back then are introducing me, it's Sluke. It's so fucking confusing sometimes I forget how to
Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to take away any meaning for any name. In fact, quite the opposite. But the opposite doesn't diminish, it enriches.
I mean... the opposite of what I'm saying is everyone having the same name. Fuck that.