Short story: My last name is Zurfluh.
Long story: I never had a nickname that wasn't meant to tease me in high school. Some folks extended my name to Zurglemenhofferdorfernoffer, which I hated and over which there were some fights - one of which left me with a permanent reminder with a deep crease from a scar at the top of my nose between my eyebrows. But, some of the kids who didn't want to rile me shortened it to Zurg. I didn't mind that, I guess, but didn't like it much either.
When I got to college, it was 400 miles from my home town and my brother was the only other person who attended my high school who went there. The guys in the dorm started to call me "Z", but my brother was already known all around campus as "Z," so that didn't work very well. So they started to call me "D" instead (for my first name).
D worked for a good long time, until I got into a job where a young woman named Diane had the office next to mine. All the salesmen needed to deal with me, as I was the Operations Manager responsible for purchasing and deliveries and whatnot. They all wanted to deal with Diane, privately, and preferably without the encumbrances that clothing brings. Diane wanted none of that, but they all determined to show off in an effort to catch her eye. But they all called her "D" as well. So after they'd done showing off, they'd say something along the lines of "What do you think, D, ready to go for some drinks?" To which I would respond, "No thank you. You're not my type." So after several weeks of this, they determined that I was no longer D but Big D. Big D stuck for a long time and is the name I used when I could on forums and on-line.
However, there were about three different little groups who instead of calling me D or Big D called me Zurf, except they all spelled it with a ph - Zurph. The most notable of those was a men's Bible study (the Destiny Dudes, as it was associated with Destiny Church) in which I participated, and was unlike any other group I had been in. These were hard men who lived hard lives full of hard work, and had all determined for themselves that they wanted to learn to be gentle and generous instead. Interestingly enough, one of the members had arrested two of the members in what they called their "previous lives". So, to be accepted by a group of men of that excellent nature felt like a tremendous honor to me. They also called me FBG (Freakin' Bible Guy) because my approach to studying Scripture was unlike theirs and they respected my scholastic abilities. Anyway, I like Zurph as well as Big D mostly because it puts me in mind of those honorable men.
When I joined this forum, Big D and Zurph were both taken (I was surprised by Zurph, frankly), so I went to Zurf.
Granted B chord amnesty by King of the Mutants (Long live the king).
If it comes from the heart and you add a few beers... it'll be awesome! - Mekidsmom
When in doubt ... hats. - B.G. Dude
He started calling me "Funster" from then on, everyone else followed ... and it just stuck.
