You can call me...
No, I don't have a nickname (unless you count "Papa"). I do, however have a lifelong battle against a particular nickname - "Al".
My name is Alan. I am a big guy. "Big Al" comes up so regularly, so easily... and I hate it every time. It's as if the nickname were genetically designed to make me cringe. I always correct people as soon as I hear them call me "Al", even without the "big" - I really can't stand it. It's just not me.
Oh, and it was totally hilarious when Paul Simon's "You Can Call Me Al" was in heavy rotation. Ha. ha. ha. It was funnier every time it came up, every time someone heard the song while in my presence and made some remark. Every time someone started singing the song when I walked into a room.
You can, however, still call me Betty.
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I'm big. I'm Allan. Yet it's only in the last year I've been called Big Al. I was quite taken with it, for a bit. Now I'm with you.