Once upon a time there was a girl named Allison. She fancied herself something of an actress. And she was, but not a very good one. But I digress... In 10th grade she got a (very small) part (or three) in her school's production of Macbeth. Due to the overwhelming lack of boys willing to say things like "doth" and "methinks", and the overwhelming number of girls who were willing, her character's name was Angus. There was another girl who played a character named Rosse. These two were Scottish nobleman (if memory serves correctly) and were often in scenes together. Because both Allison and this other girl had long, dark, bushy hair, it's understandable that some people might confuse them if they didn't know either of them well. A boy named Edward (but he wasn't sparkly), who either didn't mind saying "forsooth" or else had a crush on a girl in the play, took to addressing everyone involved in the play by their characters' names all the time. However, despite being friends of sorts, he couldn't keep straight which character Allison played. Was it Angus, or Rosse? More than 50% of the time he got it wrong, and he finally gave up trying and just called her Rosse and the other girl Angus. It's sort of like Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, anyway. As long as the lines got said, whether it was Angus or Rosse saying them was frankly irrelevant. Well, long story short, Allison's best friend, Pamela, who was not in the play (right? if you were, forgive me!), found this hilarious. It got shortened to Ross when written (who needs the silent "e" anyway?) and thus, a nickname was born.
Alas, Danielle, you know me too well! Email me your address and favorite candy bar, and then watch your mailbox!
Also, if anyone else has a unique nickname story, I'd love to hear it!
That is funny. i love how nick names come about. My nick name in High School was Smurf, because I ran on the track team, and I have poor circulation. The two don't make a great combination. After a real hard run, I would always look a bit blue...Thus "Smurf" was born.
ReplyDeleteI knew it!!! Yeah!!! A candy bar for me!!! I'll email you my address on Monday. I'm going to be out of town for the weekend. Yeah!!! I won!!!
ReplyDeleteThat is hilarious. I have a nickname, but I don't think the story is as funny as yours. Maybe someday I'll tell you, but not today.
ReplyDeleteI've never had a cool nickname. Closest thing I got was my brother and sister calling me Stir Fry (no story... it just sounded funny to them) and a bunch of high school friends calling me Sariah-sis. You know. Like Psoriasys. Or however the stupid disease is spelled. Again, for no good reason other than it sounded funny to THEM.
ReplyDeleteI'd take Ross any day. :)
Where do I begin? With mean older sisters like Danielle and Erin, I had no end of nicknames, the most confusing of which was "Lori Ann Peanut Butter Jelly!". My only real long lasting nickname is 'Oreo'. My dad still calls me that. It comes from my older brother, David, not being able to say "Lori" when I was born, so he called me "Ori" and it evolved into "Oreo". My nieces and nephews call me "LoLee". For a while my niece Elly was calling her brother James "bees" though she could never explain why:)
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