As you all know, my real name is Kevin. I’m not sure if having this name is fortunate anymore.
I think had my parents knew better English, I wouldn’t be known as Kay today, let alone Kevin. Instead, I was named by my uncle’s mother (it’s an obscure story for perhaps another time). Out of all the names…
Now, during my time in elementary, I would always be pretty much the only Kevin in the class each year. The only exception of this was in 5th Grade where my friend, Kevin Yee (of CHASE fame), was in my class. In a summer day camp in 2004, I met a Kevin Chen.
Okay, knowing at least 2 Kevins is alright with me.
It wasn’t until high school/my teen years did I realize that the name was an extremely overused one. Let’s see, there’s a Kevin Leung, Kevin Hui, Kevin Liao, Kevin Ngo, Kevin Do, Kevin He, another Kevin Wong (plus a billion more), Kevin Ren… I’m sure there are some other Kevins I’ve met but I can’t remember at the moment.
Knowing nearly 10 Kevins. This was getting ridiculous.
At this point, I was getting really annoyed (and still am) with the amount of Kevins out there to the point where I’m just like “NO MORE KEVINS!!” and really started hating the name. To those of you reading this, I dare recommend you to go out to some very public place, scream out “KEVIN!!” and see how many guys will give attention or probably come up to you.
What’s even more sad is that now there are five Kevins (myself included) in my English class. One person even gave us the nickname “Backstreet Kevins”. When I go to university, there’ll probably be like 20 Kevins in one lecture.
Henceforth, this is the main reason why I prefer to be known as Kay.