Could You Date Someone with Your Dad's Name?
serious question...
Would you date anyone who has the same name as your parent?
I met this wonderful person in line at a show, and things led to other things where we were laughing and inevitably exchanged numbers.
To add even more fun, she alluded that she would love to see me again and invited me to her neighborhood for a lovely jaunt on a Friday morning. We hug and as she leaves I send her a “see you soon, nice meeting you” type of text.
I feel great.
I feel wonderful…
But then this happens:
“JONATHAN IS LITERALLY MY DAD’S NAME?!?”
Of course!
ahahahaHAhaha
OF. COURSE!
Now, I’m not one to really keep the conversation going through text in fast succession as I usually let my responses space out between hours or even sometimes days (of course depends on the heat of the conversation)…
But I meet this wonderful cute girl who is actively communicating with me and I just so happen to have the same name as her father?
Forget my rules.
This moment is called for an immediate response.
Dissecting the aftermath, I must say that I’m proud of my response. I told her how I felt at the moment with a hint of honest humor: imaginative and clear. In addition, I also found a decent alternative because I want to make sure that she isn’t thinking of her dad when she says my name.
All in all.
I think I did well.
Right?!?
But then I fell into a deeper spiral because what if it ends up working out? What if we end up going from numbers, to a walk in the park, to whatever, and then a relationship?
Is she going to introduce her friends to me as “Jay?” Is she going to continue to call me “Jay” when I would rather be called “Jonathan”… during our wedding do I have to finally make it clear in my wedding vows that I want to be called “Jonathan”.
Not babe.
Not honey.
Not Jay.
Not anything but simply… Jonathan.
Have I put myself into a hole I cannot get out of all because I wanted to save face because I found it weird that her dad’s name was the same as my own?
Am I immature?
Am I spiraling for no apparent reason?
Also, how crazy am I to even have a flash forward of a relationship that doesn’t even exist or to even have the arrogance to think that I even have a chance with her at the moment… like tomorrow’s “date” could literally be a “get to know you”.
Who has a jump forward all from a chat on a sidewalk and a few text messages… how crazy am I right now? Also, why the hell does she have to be such a cute, lovely, funny, attractive person?
We may have only talked for 15 minutes.
But it felt nice.
It felt splendid.
WHY?
This is why I simply took off my glasses and laid them gently on the table.
Spiraling.
I understand it could be seen as if I’m being a little overdramatic.
It’s a “me” thing because I personally wouldn’t date someone who had my mother’s or sisters’ or even close to a name that almost match my brothers’ names…because it’s weird, right?
Imagine you’re holding hands and you go for a kiss, you say your partner’s name and BAM you’re instantly reminded of your mother or sibling. Is this something that you want? Like EWW.
I don’t like imagining anyone else but the person right in front of me when I’m being with cute with them. Maybe my mind isn’t fully formed?
Wow.
Actually, I’m realizing now that I’m being a tad childish right now because I had a massive crush on someone who had my mother’s exact name. She was cute, we traveled together, but nothing happened because thankfully I was in a relationship at the time and cheating is wrong.
Anyway, with this new realization coming into play, maybe the girl is right that “she doesn’t call her father Jonathan” because I do not say my mother’s name when I talk to her.
I don’t even think of my mother as the name she was given at birth name -
I think of her as “mom or mother”.
Hmmm maybe this girl is onto something?
BUT I wouldn’t date anyone who resembles any of my siblings or close cousin’s names. AHHHHH now that’s just gross. I really don’t know where I’m going with this post because I’m just venting at the moment.
I’m currently in cafe waiting for a show and I forgot my hard drive, which means I cannot edit what’s due for tomorrow, which means that I’m writing to feel as if I’m being productive.
The show starts at 7pm. It’s 6:03pm right now.
I started at 5pm.
I have one more hour to go…
What am I doing with my life?
I cannot believe this is the thing that’s getting me all in a bunch inside of my head.
Would you date someone who had the same name as your parent, sister, brother, or any close family relative?
Thanks for listening
Los Angeles Cafe near UCB Theater
6:05 pm