Nicknames don’t stick to me. I am just so … Gina, it always seems to revert to just my name. I thought I wouldn’t have anything for this meme, then I realized I have quite a few nicknames over the years, they just don’t get used.
Gina – you are pretty much everybody that has ever known me
Shipofools999 – you probably know me through my online identity, email, LJ and such
The Gina – A few in LA use this to refer to me, mostly it is my web page and how I refer to myself
Geek Grrl – I am probably hanging with The Danger Twins
Bruce – then you are the Toaster
Jester – you are probably knew me as a member of the Black Fleet Pirate ship Dead Silence
Ms Palmer – you are a grocery clerk
Twicky, Toothpick, Spiderwoman, Hey Ugly, Stilts – then you are someone from high school which way too good of a memory and need to get a life
Geeeeena – you are Martin from Belgium/Atlanta, where is that present you promised me in 1988?
G-na – you are one of about three people on the tech theatre crew at CSU, I miss you
I have another one and if you call me that you knew me in elementary school and you will be shot the moment it leaves your mouth.
I get called Bruce and Ms Palmer every now and again. I don’t hear the others anymore.
The story behind The Gina
Until I was 28, I was the only Gina I knew (with one exception and a few Reginas). Then I moved to California and Ginas were all over the place. In Colorado, I was unique, the only one like me. Since I was so different, I built my identity on being Gina. Gina logic, Gina style, Gina things. No nickname would stick to me, I was always Gina.
In California, I was just a cloned all over the place. There are others with my name, others that look just like me, others with the same health issues that doctors can’t figure out. I was bemoaning my lack of uniqueness, someone told me I was The Gina (supposedly they have started a cult centered on me in LA and I have been labeled The Gina). I decided fine, if I can’t be the only Gina, I will be The Gina and stand for all Gina’s everywhere.
The funny thing is that I did not treat my younger brother well at all growing up. And he named his daughter Jenna. My mom and I laugh about it because we don’t think he really realized how close the names are.
Having a cult is a good thing. I had most of a submarine crew worshipping me for six months – I don’t think it did any harm.
“The Gina…” perhaps you’re a platonic representation, against which all other Ginas are measured?
I just wanted to drop you a comment and ask you to drop me a line about the costume college membership thingy, if you’re still interested in selling it off – jo(at)skaro(dot)com.