I was at a colleague’s ‘daddy shower’ the other week. The organizer handed out sheets of paper with spaces for us to write an unusual baby name for each letter of the alphabet. Any you got that others didn’t scored a point (like Boggle.)
After a minute of frantically writing names I volunteered (volun-told?) to read off my list first. The person next to me (one of our grad students) read his list after a few others had read theirs.
For the letter ‘S’ he had written the name ‘Sysiphus’, which, of course, nobody else had. I leaned across and said, “With a name like Sysiphus in your list, perhaps *you* should have got the ball rolling.”
Blank look.
Ah well.
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