A real life name story about easily-misunderstood names
A few nights ago, at a cocktail party, I was talking to a guy who I thought had introduced himself as Ryan. Didn't think much about it at the time. It was the noisy sort of party where you spend a lot of time shouting "what??" at each other. Anyways, I overheard Ryan introducing himself to someone else, and he said "It's Rhine...like the river." Well my ears perked up at that, and then he went on to spell it...turns out it's Rhyne. Irish, don't know the meaning, his parents got it from a baseball player for the Cubs (I think).
So I had to ask him, what's it like having such a unique and easily-misunderstood name?
"I love it, I wouldn't have it any other way," he said. "It's changed my life."
He went on to say how many conversations it's sparked, how those conversations have become friendships that might not have happened if curiosity had not been piqued. He said it's made him more easy-going (having to be OK with people constantly mispronouncing it), and able to speak up for himself (correcting others when needed). Of course, as he's had his name his entire life, these traits could have arisen from nature/nurture, but I thought it was so interesting that he attributed them directly to his name.
Just a little insight for those who are considering unique, personal, but easily-misunderstood names!