I have a very common English first name. Biblical name. I’ve met plenty of people with the same name.

Family name is one of many variations of a last name I don’t know how common it is in general. Looked it up and apparently it’s an Americanized variant and apparently rare Swedish variant of a Swedish last name that’s a patronymic from a personal name. Not gonna say what name because it could give away the spelling.

I’ve never been to Sweden, nor do I really consider myself having much of any European roots in general outside of ancestors having lived there and probably living there now, but I am not about to be the person to say that makes me anywhere near European when I’ve lived in North America my whole life. I cannot say I have any connections or traditions that may go on in wherever any family I may have over there that my family practices since our family has probably been here many generations.

Closest connection would be an old family Bible. It’s big and I’m pretty sure it’s written in German if I remember correctly. Currently in my dad’s possession. Family heirloom, I guess.

I can tell you that knowing where my ancestors have come from did inspire the name for my fursona ( last name Hemming ), but that’s minor influence since I picked the name because I like how it sounds and because Earnest Hemingway ( haven’t read his stuff, so don’t count me as an intellectual in that way ).

Both given and family name : Latin. I happen to be very intrigued by Roman history, so that fits.

My name came from a Catholic saint that was on the calendar the day I was born, along with a feminized version of my French grandfather’s name.

Family name (one character) is said/written first, then the given name (two characters for me… and I assume for most people).

Same here. My Chinese name was given to me when I was a kid upon enrollment at a [Chinese] school. Unfortunately, when my dad’s employer sent him to work in the UK we didn’t know anyone who spoke Mandarin. 王 is my given surname and quite common. My maiden name is famous in some parts of the world, not in America.

It’s not too late to change your name, you can have mine if you want.
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I got a odd religious name that I’ve since dropped for my Anglo name. It’s been a drag my whole life having a weird fucking name. So many people asking the same five or so questions everytime I meet someone. When I meet people with the regular name, no one gets a view into my history and my hippie upbringing, which I felt sort of immediately put me on the back foot with more conservative types. It’s certainly ruined a few job applications. I’ve had a few hospital stays where every person who came made the same dumb small talk about the name FOR A WEEK. My last surgery the change of name forms had gone through and no one asked me why I’m called Andrew, which tbh was glorious.

e: Note I’m a white guy with Irish/Brittish DNA.

Hebrew. Notably not a Torah/Old Testament name. It also exists in other Asian languages with different meanings, and is an opposite gender name in most other languages. I’ve never met one personally.

I like the ambiguity it lends me.

I have an extremely Jewish name despite being a worthless, filthy gentile. I like my name. Not crazy about the backstories.

Boring English name. It’s fine.

I met someone with my same first and last name when they called my name to come up to the podium at the airport gate and two of us showed up.

I’m a Norwegian with a pretty common nordic first name. My last name is a very rare one, and it denotes a very small area where my family is from.

Hebrew. I’m named for a character in the old testament. I’ve met lots of people who share a first name with me.

I’m English. My name is derived from an ancient Greek word that has been anglicised.

From what i learned mine comes from latin meaning nobleman

My family came to the US Irish, when it was bad to be Irish, so they picked a Scottish surname to avoid the repression that Irish immigrants were facing. My given name was a tribute to my mother’s friend who died when she was young.

All in all I’m not disappointed by what I was named. There is/was a somewhat famous person with whom I share it.

I’ve also had plenty of nicknames and I haven’t been mad about any of those either.

First name is ultimately derived from Hebrew, it’s one of the most common names in the English-speaking world, and variations of it are similarly popular in basically every place where Abrahamic religious have a foothold.

It’s fine. I’ve met plenty of people with my name, I don’t particularly like or dislike it, it is just my name.

My last name is kind of interesting. It’s ultimately of Italian origin, but sometime after arriving in America someone basically decided that it sounded too Italian, dropped the vowel at the end, swapped out about half of the remaining letters, and created a new name that kind of sounds similar to the original.

Looking at it, you’d probably never peg it as an Italian name. Sometimes people look at it and try to pronounce it as if it were French, but that’s not how we pronounce it.

I rather like my last name. I probably use it more than my first. It’s got a nice ring to it, it’s unique, there’s rarely going to be anyone else around with the same name to avoid confusion, it’s got some fun family history to it, and as far as I can tell, it doesn’t exist anywhere in the world outside of my family.

Unfortunately, my family is pretty uncreative with male names, if you look at the top 100 names in the US from the last 100 years, my entire family tree can basically be found in the top 10 or 20. I’m aware of at least one other person with the same first and last name as me and there’s probably a good handful more, and there’s a solid chance they have the same middle name as me too.

I rarely see the extended family so not a huge deal.

I worked with a lot of Japanese in the past, and if they anglicized their name they would pick one that sounded like their Japanese name. Ryu became Leo, Haru became Harry. We had a Tommy (I can’t remember his Japanese name, it was similar to Tommy).

Or just pick one. Names aren’t that important in the US, unless you belong to some weird family dynasty.

My first name is Hebrew, it was supposedly the name of the father of David. My last name is Italian, apparently it was once a derogatory term.