Dissed

I try folks. Seriously. I'm always trying to be the most help that I can be. It's not about recognition or any crap like that... I just like helping out. But when I'm asked for help, lend a hand, and have my efforts totally blown off? That hurts. Alot.

Not too long ago, there was a person who begged the blogosphere for help coming up with boy's names, as she had only considered girlie names for her baby. I proposed a tough, manly name, thinking that would do the trick. This was one of the folks I have met, and I was sure that my suggestion would be appreciated. So imagine my suprise, when I recently see another plea for help... naming the same baby. My feeling was crushed. At first, I was pretty gottdamned pissed, but after a few days, I only felt betrayed. My help was offered, and totally ignored.

What the fuck is wrong with naming your son Ruprecht? Huh? Hell, if I were to go out and buy a kid, I'd name them Ruprecht. Okay, maybe not if it were a girl... then I'd have to settle for Ruprechtina, or maybe Rupretia. Possibly even Rupretchen. Well... not so much Rupretchen. Too easy for other kids to poke fun.

Ruprecht. Say it aloud. Ru-Prekt Doesn't that name kick ass? You know, my youngest brother's name is a variation of Ruprecht. He'd have changed his name to Ruprecht long ago, but then he'd have to get the name changed on all of his work shirts. A big hassle, just to name yourself another variation of your name.

Ruprecht. A name fit for a king.

Ruprecht. Crusher of skulls.

Who wouldn't name their kid Ruprecht?

Posted by That 1 Guy at January 31, 2007 09:07 PM | TrackBack