20 Days of Chill: Nicknames (Day 6)
Everybody has a nickname
Some, maybe, have several.
I’ve been called P.J. — the initials of my first and middle name — since I was a kid. I have always gone by it. Even when I got into newspapers and everybody seemed to think you needed to use your first name, middle initial, and last name … I stuck with P.J.
I still do.
It’s one of those things where you become known as something and it sticks.
I’ve had other nicknames over the years — some good and some bad — but mainly dealing with baseball/softball. Those nicknames can be the absolute best. We used to have a guy who played on our adult softball team for years and he used to give just about everybody a nickname. It was amazingly awesome because you knew they meant something.
Nicknames can’t be forced — they have to work. And they are a bit sacred, too.
There was another team near me who had a guy they called rookie. He had been with the team for 15-plus years. It’s one of those names that stuck. So one year, we had a new guy on our team. At that point, my brother was playing along side of me. He dubbed said newbie “rookie.”
Several years later, he was still called “rookie.” A new person came on the team and somebody called them “rookie” and it was like a sacrilegious thing — that name was taken.
So whether or not it’s based off your name, something you did, or something different, most nicknames mean something and have a little added to them. You can’t give yourself a nickname — most are earned.
How about you? Do you have a nickname? What’s the story behind it and who gave it to you? Share below!
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