Isn't it funny how certain names bias your opinion of people?
It's a little tricky to use examples without upsetting or over-exciting (!) people who may read this but for example the name Umberto always makes me thing of a short fat evil man, purely because the first Umberto I met (in fact the only Umberto I've actually met) made me feel ill he was so horribly slimy.
Conversly if someone's called Charlie (although I should expain that they do have to be under about 45 for this to work) I am almost guaranteed to fancy them, at least a little. Clives are nearly always a bit too hale and hearty for me to feel especially comfortable with, Dave's and Micks are normally lovely guys (although Mikes are less friendly); you get the picture.
Women tend to be harder to categorise, probably because our names vary a bit more (I only know two other people called Denise but neither are as nice as me ;) ) so you know fewer of each to categorise them. Also our names tend to be horribly cyclical with fashions so an age bias tends to creep in more than it does with men (Thank you mum and dad for a name which doesn't immediately give my exact age away) although I don't know any Luke's who weren't born in or soon after '78
Sorry - that popped into my head after having a conversation with a Barry, so I thought I'd write about it while eating my toast.
Barry's a nice guy, by the way. A little nerdy.
