Tuesday, August 5, 2008

What's my Name?

I think I figured out why people think I'm ten-years-old.

Ashley is not a grown up name. Ashley is the name of a 10-year-old.

When I was born, I was the only Ashley in town. The nurses asked my mom why she named me after a boy (apparently Ashley was a boys name) and called my name rare. Then I turned four and you couldn't turn around without running into an Ashley.

I'd like to blame this on (what I'd like to call) the Michelle Tanner phenomenon. I was once one of the few Ashley's in this world, until that Olsen chick stole my thunder and now there are millions of them between the ages of 5-22.

There still aren't many Ashley's my age (obvi). I've never had one in one of my classes, I've never worked with one, and I've never really been friends with one. However, I cannot go to the mall or enter a school without hearing ASSSSSSHHHHHLLLLLEEEEEEY yelled out across the playground or the department store.

side note: don't even get me started on when people say "actually." It trips me out every time and I always swing around in my chair and say "what now?"

Anyways, this short story turned into a long story, but the moral of the story is that Ashley's are not grandmothers or aunts. Ashley's are those 18 year old punks shopping at Charlotte Russe.

2 comments:

A.D. said...

I know a few Ashley's your age, but most of them spell them weird with gh's and stuff. I HATE my real name...the only people I know that have the same name as me are bimbos and airheads. That's why I go by my initials online!

BrooklynGirl said...

http://www.ssa.gov/cgi-bin/babyname.cgi

You're totally right.