A conversation today prompted me to think about the power of names. Now I know what you’re thinking, hardly an indepth critique of the Ulrich model….but I have some sort of flu….so this is about as much as I can get my head around.
When we have children and we think about names, do we really think about how this will impact on them in the future? Clearly there are the extremes, like this
. My favourite has to be Jenny Taylor! But there are also the more mundane down to earth prejudices that we have against certain names.
Clearly there will be cultural differences on this one, for example the pretty girls name in French, Manon is the shout you make in soccer when your teammate has someone about to tackle them. Never mind the teasing during the teenage years!
But for example would you really see Wayne as your Finance Director, or Chelsea as your MD? The names we have automatically prejudice our view one way or another in relation to a person. It could be they have the name as the girl at school that pulled our hair or the boy that tried to kiss us behind the bike shed. It could be that we perceive the name to be of a certain class or education.
And that is before we get into all the incorrect spelling of names. So lets knock that one right out of the ring first time…….it doesn’t make you unusual, it makes your parents look illiterate…..
So what names do you dislike, what makes your teeth grate, who goes straight into the big cylindrical filing cabinet under the desk? Would you give a shot to a Sharon a job to a Jeremey, a career to a Colin?
Or is it just me and the Night Nurse……