My full name is Katrina Ashley Brockmeyer. Up until several years ago, I adored my first name. It was unique and I did not know many people who had the same name as me. It was one of the things that made me different. However, after the natural disaster of Hurricane Katrina, I wished that I had been given a different name. Almost everyone began to make jokes relating my name to the hurricane. Even in the present, my friends and family still refer to me as “Hurricane” to get a good chuckle. Now, I do not get offended by this at all, because there is no reason to be. It just gets extremely aggravating when I go to introduce myself, and the first thing out of someone’s mouth is “Like the hurricane?” One would think it would get old by now.
As far as I am concerned, there is no special reason I was named “Katrina”. I’m not named after another member of my family, nor am I named after anyone famous. My father picked the name randomly, and my mother happened to like it. Originally, they were planning to name me “Courtney”. I’m glad they chose to stray from this name, because I know entirely too many Courtneys.
Personally, I prefer not to have a nickname. This is because I feel like I don’t need one, not to mention that nicknames are created out of laziness. My family and some of my friends, however, do not agree with this. They choose to call me “Trina” instead, no matter how much I reprimand them for doing so. As far as other variations of my name go, I refuse to allow anyone to call me “Kat”. A previous boyfriend of mine called me “Kat” for the entirety of our relationship, and when things went south, I began feeling a lot of animosity towards this nickname. Resulting from this, I do not allow anyone to call me “Kat”; although there was a teacher I had in high school that refused to call me anything else.
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