As the saying goes, you can call me anything except "Late for Dinner."
Typical days as I started new jobs...
I rode a bicycle to work, wearing a bicycle helmet, and before I even met my supervisor, someone yelled out "Crash!" and the name stuck.
I walked into a building and met two supervisors. One shared my first name, one my last name, and they both decided to call me "Wally." The name stuck.
I walked into a lunchroom once to be greeted with, "Moses!" The name stuck.
I had a bit role on stage in
Gypsy. The character's name was "Cigar." I learned that there is no such thing as amateur theater, and that I was no pro. The name stuck however, and the other actor's in the play always called me by it.
After 30 years on the job, and 50 - 60 such nicknames, I think that my last supervisor actually called me by name once. Someone turned to me and said, "Where did he come up with
that nickname?
It served a function, I always knew where someone knew me from...
I have an ex-wife who, I am reasonably certain, is not using the Internet unless it is a condition of employment. Nonetheless, I have no desire for her to wander back into my life. An on-line alias seemed an appropriate defensive move.
There was a columnist in the Grand Rapids Press, probably 4 - 5 decades ago, who wrote about the daily commute on the Cherry Street Bus. He signed off his columns as "The Old Curmudgeon." I looked up the name, and it fits my personality. Depending on which person you talk to, I am usually described as somewhere between Hermit, Misanthropic, and Anti-Social. The idea of choosing a User Name myself, instead of being branded with the same old 8 letter truncation of my name delighted me...
There is something about my personality though that seems to cause people to give me nicknames. I have grown accustomed to the fact that the people who have befriended me on this thread, so universally call me "Mudge," that it is not viewed as a spelling error on any of three Spell Checker programs that I use.