My birth certificate says David, but I've gone by Dave since I was in Grade 7. It was a conscious choice. Seemed cooler at the time.
My dad didn't like the switch.
"I didn't name you Dave. I named you David." I think parental disapproval just added to the appeal.
It might be the public radio nerd in me talking, but David is growing on me. Seems more grown up.
I met an older man a few weeks ago as part of a story I was writing. I introduced myself as Dave.
"Dave?" he scoffed. "Your parents gave you one of the strongest names out there, and you thank them by going around with the nickname of a 10-year-old boy? Dave."
Which do you prefer?
1 comment:
hmmm, let me think about it for a bit.
Maybe I'll ask my son Arthur
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