Friday, October 4, 2013

The Nickname

I have no idea how this happened.

I mean, I've had nicknames before, but this is weird even by previous standards.

When I was younger, I loved movie trivia. I used to know all kinds of behind-the-scenes information on Lord of the Rings, or Star Wars, or things of that nature. So my sister nicknamed me Trivia, or sometimes Triv. It was cute, and I liked that nickname, for a while. Then sometimes I would pop up with a little fact during a movie, because the scene brought it to mind, but everyone else would be trying to watch. Sometimes, they'd say things like, "Ok, Trivia." And suddenly, my nickname wasn't fun anymore. 

Other nicknames I've had that I didn't like so much? Twin. Ok, yes, I can see quite well that I am a twin, but it would be very nice if you'd take the time to get to know me so that you can use my actual name! 

But you didn't come here for tales of angst from years ago. (Actually, you might have. I have no idea why people have been coming to this blog, particularly the ones from some place called "vampirestats.com". No clue what that is.)

This is not the story of the Trivia nickname. This is weirder.

I was with a bunch of other people, helping a friend move out of her apartment. We had nearly cleared everything out, and she had a pile of free stuff that she didn't want anymore. That's when I saw it: a polished walking stick with a sort-of leather wrist strap. I grabbed that thing and carried it with me for the rest of our time there. I continuously had it either over my shoulders, or was leaning on it.

As we were all relaxing after emptying the apartment, we started a rambling conversation with one of the guys there whose name I cannot remember for the life of me. Someone else comes in and the guy starts introducing my sisters and I. When he comes to me, he stops, and says

"You. I can't remember your name, but from now on, I'm calling you Dresden."

Me: "Well, alrighty then. I guess I've had worse nicknames." 
I found out later that he was comparing me to a book character called Harry Dresden from something called "The Dresden Files". Evidently it was also briefly a television series. And apparently the guy carried a staff around the way I did. 

And that's how I got my weirdest nickname ever.

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