So I was flipping through the paper the other day when I came across an interesting article. It was rather mundane, to be honest; it was about a case and the lawyer that had won it. As I flipped through, serching for more details, though, what struck my interest was not the article itself.
The lawyer had the same name as I did.
For some reason I felt betrayed. If I were to guess, I'd say it's because my name is part of what makes me an individual, what makes me who I am, and no one else is allowed to have that. I can't be sure why it felt so wrong, though.
So, the question I pose to you, fellow Escapists, is this; have you ever heared of or met someone with the same name as you. And I don't mean just your first name; I mean the same name as you, first and last (middle is optional). And more importiantly, how did it make you feel?
Apologies for the ambiguous name of the thread.
The lawyer had the same name as I did.
For some reason I felt betrayed. If I were to guess, I'd say it's because my name is part of what makes me an individual, what makes me who I am, and no one else is allowed to have that. I can't be sure why it felt so wrong, though.
So, the question I pose to you, fellow Escapists, is this; have you ever heared of or met someone with the same name as you. And I don't mean just your first name; I mean the same name as you, first and last (middle is optional). And more importiantly, how did it make you feel?
Apologies for the ambiguous name of the thread.