Even though my first name is common, the only people in my life who share my first name were past roommates (ironically).
But still. Wherever I go, I meet a Ben. I meet a Chris. And then I end up trying to add them to my cellphone. Most people get the special treatment of being in my cellphone without a last name. But Ben. But Chris. Why must you be just like everyone else?
On that note, most of the Chris’s I know have a last name with a variation on **ng. But I admit I have always liked the name Michael.
I remember counting all the Jennifer’s in my life one time. If I remember correctly, the count was up to 12 or 13 back then. Now, including you and another friend, that would make it 14 or 15.