My sister was one of something like seven Sara(h)s, five of whom were Sara(h) Elizabeths in her college class of 500 or so.
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Most popular girls names in my high school class were the various spellings of Kristen, Christine, and Christina. With most of the more common names, we kind of decided in kindergarten who would get which nickname, and stuck with that through high school (so we had a Dan, a Danny, and a Daniel, and so on), but with those names, there were so many of them that, even after designating a Chrissie and a Kristy, there was still one Christine, one Christina, and at least three Kristens (all with different spellings, though -- one Kristen, one Christen, and one Cristin.)
I've never gotten through a conversation about my name without being asked about Erica Kane, soap opera vixen. Whom I was not named for, but who apparently had quite the vixen hot streak about the time that I was born
A LOT of Jennifers in my HS graduating glass of 500.
I only knew one other Barbara growing up and the irony was that her surname was Fitterer while mine was Ferrer. We often got things that were meant for the other.
As I think I've mentioned before, my freshman year in college my dorm had 8 women and 9 Daves.
I had a friend from a small town with a small high school named Kim Miller. Her best friend was also Kim Miller. They pretty much found this to be awesome.
At work, we had (3) Jeffery Allen (first, middle) at the same time. Each spelled differently.
As I think I've mentioned before, my freshman year in college my dorm had 8 women and 9 Daves.
These are the Daves I know, I know....
My high school class of 148 people had seven Mikes.
In college, the common name was Dan -- we had friends we referred to as Big Dan, Little Dan, Drunk Dan, Boston Dan, and Squirrelly Dan.
My whole school career there's only been one other Jacqueline that I know of. On our high school diplomas, we found that hers printed out with my middle initial and mine with hers. There were only, exactly two of us in the entire class of 500+! And probably something like fifty Jennifers and twenty Stephanies, and approximately a metric fuckton of Davids, Matts and Ramons, most of whom got their diplomas just fine.