I still remember the names of the problem children from my elementary school. There was this kid named Parker who, in the middle of my 3rd-grade teacher talking about math, asked her if there was a guy inside of mascot costumes. I think he knew there was indeed some guy or lady inside of all mascot costumes, but he just wanted the attention, and boy, did he get it. 

Two girls named Abby were in my second-grade class; one was lovely, and the other was less than pleasant. To differentiate the two, my dad called the mean one «Abby Normal,» which, in hindsight, was a fantastic joke. Even today, I cannot hear the name Abby without thinking about good old Abby Normal. 

Names don’t necessarily define us, but if you meet enough people with the same name, you might see some patterns emerge. Teachers took to Reddit to share the associations they have with specific names, and they make a lot of sense.