With a fairly common first name such as Charles, I’m surprised that I haven’t been in more situations in my post-college years in which there have been more than one Charles in a given context in which I was present (before I actually started going by Charles / Charlie, I did work with a “Charlie” at my first job out of college, but I’m not going to count that). That changed with my second job at Cequint when there was another developer namedCharles who worked out of the Florida office (I think that it was in Fort Lauderdale); this Charles was something of an expert when it came to the Splunk Operational Intelligence Platform, so, our email addresses only being separated by an entire last name, it was inevitable that I would come to field Splunk-related questions from auto-complete dependent developers and managers. It got to the point that, shortly before leaving the company, I would take pains to differentiate myself from the other Charles by calling myself “Charles ‘not Splunk’ Burrell”; when I sent out my goodbye letter to the company, the other Charles responded to this by calling himself “Charles ‘Splunk’ W****”. He linked up with me on LinkedIn, and recently gave me an endorsement for Agile Methodologies, which is something that I honestly had not been exposed to in any great capacity (but had wanted to be) prior to working for Expedia. Interestingly enough, I now know at least a little about Splunk, since I have to use it at least once a week in the course of my work.
- There are two people in my group now who are named “Charles” and who have the “III” numerical appellation. The other one goes by “Chip” and has named his firstborn after him, making his eldest son the Fourth. I just decided to stop this convention right here :)
- When I was growing up, and pretty much until I was in my thirties, I went by a version of my middle name, “Tony”; while at my first company, Varolii (previously Par3, now a part of Nuance Communication), I worked alongside another “Tony”, but by that time I was no longer going by that name.
- Speaking of “Tony”, when I was in the Navy one of my shopmates was a woman named “Toni”. The name “Anthony” in my family actually comes from my great-great grandmother, whose name was “Antonia”, and not a male predecessor, which fact I find to be kinda cool!