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Stu, Stewie or Stuart
Pink - Stupid Girl
Sarah McLaughlin - Stupid
What is a nickname?
Nicknames are usually shortened names; using the first letter in the person’s name, or a play on their names.
Nicknames are a great way to show someone you care. I have nicknames for my husband and my children. Nicknames can be a very endearing way to talk to your loved ones.
There are other uses for nicknames as well. My husband and I give a lot of people nicknames usually because my husband is really bad with names and can never remember who I am talking about. There are people that we know in passing people like; “boob rubber”, “ball rubber”, “boots”, “man hands” and “scar face”. These might sound strange to some but to us it is incredibly helpful. For example “boots” is a parent at our children’s school. She wears a different pair of boots to school everyday no matter the occasion. Her real name is very hard for us to remember so it is much simpler to call her boots. We have a reason for everyone’s nickname and we only use these names between the two of us because this something that we would not repeat in public.
Nicknames can also be a not so nice way of addressing someone. Some nicknames can stick with a person throughout their lives. I remember that there was a kid in my class that was called “booger” because he picked his nose in class. Some 20 years later I remember running into him and hearing someone call out his name, “boog”. I personally could not remember his real name because I only knew him as “booger”.
One nickname situation that stands out for me happened when I was working for the phone company. The phone company was such a strange environment with unique and interesting characters (not to say that I am sane or normal) it was an eclectic group to say the least. One woman that I remember very well was this woman named Leah who was very friendly and quite popular. She was a nice woman with funny stories to tell about her family. Leah constantly talked about her family especially her husband who she called “Stu” or “Stewie”. She would joke about her husband often but we all knew that it was all in love. Still we would often laugh at her stories and most of us wondered secretly (especially me) what this “Stu” was like. I had a picture in my head that did not quite match the picture on her desk; he really seemed different than the character she created in our minds but then again I didn’t live with him. Everyday Leah had a different story to tell one funnier than the next. She was such a sweet person with a loving and cute nickname for her husband. Or so we thought.
It was not until the company’s holiday bash that we actually found out the truth. The Holiday Bash was a big ordeal and everyone had to go. The company rented out a big banquet room at a fancy hotel and it was always decorated beautifully. The bash was a great way to get into the holiday spirit while meeting coworkers and their families outside of work. The bash was also a great reason to get dressed up. For some it was a time to drink way too much and act a total fool but then isn’t that true for all company parties? This party was no exception. Everyone was having a great time and a few coworkers and I had a blast going around the venue introducing ourselves since at the time we were all single at the time. At one point our group noticed that our friend Leah and her husband “Stu” had walked in with their kids and we were excited to see what “Stewie” was all about. We made a beeline for them trying being extra friendly and introducing ourselves. Leah had a strange look on her face almost like she did not want to be there but I was not totally sure what that was about. We talked with them for a little while and Leah seemed to relax a bit. We were about to leave to go back to our tables when one of my friends turned around and said, “It was nice to meet you Stuart.” Stu looked at us strangely and Leah turned a bright shade of red. Stu’s response stopped us dead in our tracks, “My name is Stuart its Greg!” We were all dumbfounded. We had no idea what was going on. We all went back to our table totally confused, trying to figure out what just happened. As we were talking Leah came up to our table totally pissed but laughing at the same time. She explained to us that her husband’s name is Greg and that she only calls him Stu because it’s short for Stupid. Stupid what? Really? WTF?!? Did she just really call her husband stupid?!? This woman that we thought was all in love and gaga over her husband really had absolutely no respect for him. All of her stories were digs about her husband and instead of Stu being a loving shortened nickname for her husband she adored was really an insult.
Our group had no idea whether to laugh or feel bad about the situation. It was both funny and a bit tragic at the same time. We knew that the next time we were at work would be very interesting and that we would never look at Leah the same way again.