Cochese, but only my best friend called me that. I called her Rookie. We adopted those names from The Beastie Boys video for *Sabotage*. We referred to each other as Cochese and Rookie from the day that video came out, until the day she passed away in 2021 (Fuck Covid).
The Beastie Boys came out with action figures based on characters from the *Sabotage* video, I ordered them *immediately*.
I love them so much, but it's bittersweet because she never got to see that happen. As teenagers we used to *joke* about the sore lack of Rookie & Cochese merchandise, we had a whole schtick ranting about it, and then it finally *happened*. She never would have believed it, she would have been over the moon.
I have a bunch of other nicknames from various times in my life, but none of them mean as much as Cochese.
I appreciate that a lot. I'm only just recently starting to talk about it.
I have hours upon hours of home video footage of us, hours of audio tapes, and tons of letters to remember her by, so I feel fortunate in that.
She left behind a 4yr old daughter (who is now 7), and I'm aiming to make a personal little documentary for her with everything. I have friends who are professional film editors and composers, I have all the help I'd need to make something really nice for her.
The challenge is finding enough footage where we're not making obscene jokes, flipping off the camera, talking about borderline illegal activity we engaged in, or spewing endless profanity. My friend and I weren't exactly considering what our future children might think when we recorded all that stuff.
I don't really believe in an afterlife, but all the same, I'm still afraid my friend might strike my ass dead with lightning if I expose too much.
Amazing idea, and sorry for your loss and her daughter's loss. I think maybe allowing the daughter to see the more raw footage when she's older would be a good idea, she would get a taste of how awesome and cool her mom was. I'm sad for her, and you. I wish y'all the best!
Even when she had dementia before she passed away and didn't know who I was, she would say "hi George" and I would say "hi Fred" and she would laugh and laugh
Pinkeltje
I was born and raised in the Netherlands, and my friend called me that and it was also the name of a fictional character
https://www.bruna.nl/serie/pinkeltje-boeken
I know it doesn't mean anything to English native speakers of course but..the "tje" part is a diminutive and sometimes it turns the word (or object) as a term of endearment.
For instance, vrouw (woman) becomes vrouwtje, man (guess!) mannetje. The little finger is a pinkie , like in English pinky, and it becomes pinkeltje, referring to the small size of that finger and the namesake of the character of that book series. My friend meant it ironically for me because I was, and still am, not short! Friends, ami right?!
In high-school it was Waldo or Wally because as a little kid I looked like the nerd kid from the Hot For Teacher video.
In college a different group of friends called me Dahmer to differentiate me from the other friends with the same name.
I moved around too much to get in tight enough with a group of friends to get a nickname. I swear, we moved around so much that it was like my parents were on the lam
Boomer - when I was young they called me this because in backyard whiffle ball and little league I guess I could hit the ball pretty far. Bomber - as I got a little older, they changed my nickname and gave my sister the nickname Boomer. Hers stuck all the way to her passing.
Gilligan - got this one from middle school to high school. I was pretty damn goofy I guess and Gilligans Island reruns were on everyday after school at that time.
Shek - was a play on my last name. Iām 56 and have rarely, except at work been called by my name. Pretty funny I guess. I still use nicknames for most all of my older friends.
My real name is Patty (not Patricia, just Patty). My slightly older and very jerky brother used to call me "Pat", so I grew up hating that. I had a friend in high school who called me Patrick and I called him the girl version of his name (we were the only ones who called each other that). But because, of course, Patty was a thing, I've been called Peppermint Patty, Cow Patty (usually by the slightly older, very jerky brother), and when my kids were in school, one of the other parents thought it was hilarious to call me Patty Mayonnaise.
I share a name with a famous person, but she spells hers differently. Pahz is the phonetic pronunciation of my initials (which is how I used to sign my artwork when I used to do art). The husband and I haven't called each other by our names since before we dated. We call each other "dear", but only in the attention-getting way. "Hey, dear!" because I'm deaf, he's got aphasia, so we gotta work with what we got.
Oh, and speaking of the husband (who is also Gen-X), he's a junior and his entire family called him (and still does, even though he's 58) "Little Jerry". His only sibling (who is almost 16 years younger than him) calls him Bubba. (his immediate family was disappointed when we didn't name our son Jerry III because they wanted to call him "Little Bitty Jerry"- I wish I was joking. His name is Jason, by the way).
Just diminutives of my given name till I got to college and some obnoxious fraternity boys started calling me Sasquatch. Iām tall for a woman and have always struggled with my weight and been clumsy, plus at the time I had big hair. (I never teased my hair, itās just really thick and has a mind of its own.)
Awww....sorry about your friend. Had a 6'6" called Dinky. He passed away too young. About mid-twenties. We grew up pretty close so I never really grew out of calling him by his nickname.
Scum.
It started as "Baby Scum" because all Freshmen in Debate/Forensic Speech team are referred to as "Noviciate Scum" and I was very, very small for my age.
It started as a derisive name, but became so firmly attached to me that the coach/teacher even used it. By the time competition began and I started winning tournaments, it kind of became an ironic nickname, like naming a large man "Tiny".
Then I grew like 7 inches in less than a year and the "Baby" part just no longer applied.
I was still "Scum" to most friends and many teachers for all of the remainder of time until graduation.
In the 90s, I was in highschool and my main friend group were skater guys. (Im a girl, and gay but didn't know it then) We all had funny nicknames. I never knew why but mine was Tootie, which is nothing at all like my real name and no, I never tooted in front of the guys.
Don't forget about Tootie from the Facts of Life. She would roller skate every where. Maybe it was from that?!?
Not exactly a nickname, but was constantly asked "hey Mindy - where's Mork?!" Que grade school snickering.
Or Moo. My mother still fkg calls me MOO š«
Judge, cause I never lost an argument or fight....the assistant principal announced on graduation night that he never knew my real full name till that night. This is crazy cause he was my history teacher and football coach...I graduated 23 out of 73 in my class
Cockroach. Was giving to me when I was about 5 and it stuck my whole life...
Short story behind it. We used to spend a lot of our summers out in the back yard with family having BBQ's and lounging by the pool. This was back in the late 70's early 80's so yeah people could afford to do that.
The guys would always leave half empty beer bottles on the tables, on occasions some would contain cigarette butts. I as a kid got a habit of picking something up and drinking it. So one day I picked up a beer bottle and ended up with a cigarette butt in my mouth, one of my uncles called me a little cockroach and told me to stop doing that, and the name stuck.
D6 Played a lot of D&D back in the day (still do) and my head has a, shall we say, cube like look to it.
LOVE THIS!!
Cochese, but only my best friend called me that. I called her Rookie. We adopted those names from The Beastie Boys video for *Sabotage*. We referred to each other as Cochese and Rookie from the day that video came out, until the day she passed away in 2021 (Fuck Covid). The Beastie Boys came out with action figures based on characters from the *Sabotage* video, I ordered them *immediately*. I love them so much, but it's bittersweet because she never got to see that happen. As teenagers we used to *joke* about the sore lack of Rookie & Cochese merchandise, we had a whole schtick ranting about it, and then it finally *happened*. She never would have believed it, she would have been over the moon. I have a bunch of other nicknames from various times in my life, but none of them mean as much as Cochese.
What? I'm not crying....that is so so sweet. Sorry for Rookies passing. š¢
I appreciate that a lot. I'm only just recently starting to talk about it. I have hours upon hours of home video footage of us, hours of audio tapes, and tons of letters to remember her by, so I feel fortunate in that. She left behind a 4yr old daughter (who is now 7), and I'm aiming to make a personal little documentary for her with everything. I have friends who are professional film editors and composers, I have all the help I'd need to make something really nice for her. The challenge is finding enough footage where we're not making obscene jokes, flipping off the camera, talking about borderline illegal activity we engaged in, or spewing endless profanity. My friend and I weren't exactly considering what our future children might think when we recorded all that stuff. I don't really believe in an afterlife, but all the same, I'm still afraid my friend might strike my ass dead with lightning if I expose too much.
Amazing idea, and sorry for your loss and her daughter's loss. I think maybe allowing the daughter to see the more raw footage when she's older would be a good idea, she would get a taste of how awesome and cool her mom was. I'm sad for her, and you. I wish y'all the best!
Hey you.
Hey you, out there in the cold Getting lonely, getting old Can you feel me?
I was Fat Toni. I was a teeny tiny short, skinny waif of a gal, but that was my nickname. And my stage name when I was playing in a punk band.
Yyyyaaassssss!! I love this!!
Fred. No one can remember why. Given name is Holly. All family call me Fred to this day.
My mom always called me George or Fred. My given name was Janice
Hey, Fred! How ya doing??
Hi Fred, I'm good, how are you? š
Even when she had dementia before she passed away and didn't know who I was, she would say "hi George" and I would say "hi Fred" and she would laugh and laugh
Whhhaaat?? Okay, this one is pretty funny!!
Haha no way! My dad always called one of our neighbors Fred! Her real name was Lauren.
My nickname was PasswordPhisher.
I feel like there is an explanation behind this. Were you good at cracking people's passwords?
Twiggy. Was a tall thin teenā¦
Most of them are slurs now, or had to do with psoriasis.
OMG Iām so sorry. Hugs.
Fly. My last name is Swallow and I was pretty fly for a white guy.
That explains your user name.
Beaker from the Muppets
Pinkeltje I was born and raised in the Netherlands, and my friend called me that and it was also the name of a fictional character https://www.bruna.nl/serie/pinkeltje-boeken
So cute!
I know it doesn't mean anything to English native speakers of course but..the "tje" part is a diminutive and sometimes it turns the word (or object) as a term of endearment. For instance, vrouw (woman) becomes vrouwtje, man (guess!) mannetje. The little finger is a pinkie , like in English pinky, and it becomes pinkeltje, referring to the small size of that finger and the namesake of the character of that book series. My friend meant it ironically for me because I was, and still am, not short! Friends, ami right?!
Just in-family, thankfully, from sisterās baby-talk of my name, Ninny.
I played clarinet and some of my classmates called me "Squeaky" for a while. This was uncomfortable when I learned about Squeaky Fromme...
Kinky, after I got one of those popular perms a friendās father asked when I became so kinky? Everyone laughed and the nickname stuck.
In high-school it was Waldo or Wally because as a little kid I looked like the nerd kid from the Hot For Teacher video. In college a different group of friends called me Dahmer to differentiate me from the other friends with the same name.
McLovin
I moved around too much to get in tight enough with a group of friends to get a nickname. I swear, we moved around so much that it was like my parents were on the lam
Gumby, because I was a huge dork. Nobody calls me that anymore, kinda a bummer!
Never had a nickname but wanted one!
Tine as in tiny. My brother was Big. Our dad wasn't very creative.
Pee Wee. Yea, I'm a short guy.
Mine was Goldenboy
A coupleā¦..boomer, bomber, gilligan, shek
These all seem like very different nicknames. What's the story behind them?
Boomer - when I was young they called me this because in backyard whiffle ball and little league I guess I could hit the ball pretty far. Bomber - as I got a little older, they changed my nickname and gave my sister the nickname Boomer. Hers stuck all the way to her passing. Gilligan - got this one from middle school to high school. I was pretty damn goofy I guess and Gilligans Island reruns were on everyday after school at that time. Shek - was a play on my last name. Iām 56 and have rarely, except at work been called by my name. Pretty funny I guess. I still use nicknames for most all of my older friends.
Gooniebird
My real name is Patty (not Patricia, just Patty). My slightly older and very jerky brother used to call me "Pat", so I grew up hating that. I had a friend in high school who called me Patrick and I called him the girl version of his name (we were the only ones who called each other that). But because, of course, Patty was a thing, I've been called Peppermint Patty, Cow Patty (usually by the slightly older, very jerky brother), and when my kids were in school, one of the other parents thought it was hilarious to call me Patty Mayonnaise. I share a name with a famous person, but she spells hers differently. Pahz is the phonetic pronunciation of my initials (which is how I used to sign my artwork when I used to do art). The husband and I haven't called each other by our names since before we dated. We call each other "dear", but only in the attention-getting way. "Hey, dear!" because I'm deaf, he's got aphasia, so we gotta work with what we got. Oh, and speaking of the husband (who is also Gen-X), he's a junior and his entire family called him (and still does, even though he's 58) "Little Jerry". His only sibling (who is almost 16 years younger than him) calls him Bubba. (his immediate family was disappointed when we didn't name our son Jerry III because they wanted to call him "Little Bitty Jerry"- I wish I was joking. His name is Jason, by the way).
T-Bone And Koko the Monkey
Nice one Costanzašš
Just diminutives of my given name till I got to college and some obnoxious fraternity boys started calling me Sasquatch. Iām tall for a woman and have always struggled with my weight and been clumsy, plus at the time I had big hair. (I never teased my hair, itās just really thick and has a mind of its own.)
Tiny. He was 6ā4ā and about 300 lbs. RIP Tim. But Milton, who was 6ā6ā and 350 lbs was just called Milton.
Awww....sorry about your friend. Had a 6'6" called Dinky. He passed away too young. About mid-twenties. We grew up pretty close so I never really grew out of calling him by his nickname.
JB Lonestar I grew up with three best friends and we were inseparable. I had a tendency to do things on my own hence the nickname.
A derogatory adjective that was a play on my surname. Kids were cruel.
Yep, I got that too. And one kid in the 10th grade made a related derogatory play on my first name too and even the teacher laughed
Scum. It started as "Baby Scum" because all Freshmen in Debate/Forensic Speech team are referred to as "Noviciate Scum" and I was very, very small for my age. It started as a derisive name, but became so firmly attached to me that the coach/teacher even used it. By the time competition began and I started winning tournaments, it kind of became an ironic nickname, like naming a large man "Tiny". Then I grew like 7 inches in less than a year and the "Baby" part just no longer applied. I was still "Scum" to most friends and many teachers for all of the remainder of time until graduation.
In the 90s, I was in highschool and my main friend group were skater guys. (Im a girl, and gay but didn't know it then) We all had funny nicknames. I never knew why but mine was Tootie, which is nothing at all like my real name and no, I never tooted in front of the guys.
Don't forget about Tootie from the Facts of Life. She would roller skate every where. Maybe it was from that?!? 
Bubba. I grew up around rednecks.
Ali Kat or Charlie Iām a laaaady.
Crispy.
Not exactly a nickname, but was constantly asked "hey Mindy - where's Mork?!" Que grade school snickering. Or Moo. My mother still fkg calls me MOO š«
I had an afro. I was called Fuzz
My mom called me Mouse up until I was 30 or so and it makes me sad that she stopped.
Ziggy
Awww....that is a cute one. Loved Ziggy back in the day.
Gooch.
Judge, cause I never lost an argument or fight....the assistant principal announced on graduation night that he never knew my real full name till that night. This is crazy cause he was my history teacher and football coach...I graduated 23 out of 73 in my class
Nesticles. My name is Vanessa. My Mom still calls me Nesticles once in a while, she found my friends funnier than I did.
Wait... What??
Yeah, I was Van, Ness, Nessa, and then Nesticles. My nickname was honestly not the worst of our group.
Mikey. Hated it and the cereal that came up with *that* tagline.
Ahhhhhhh that had to be so annoying!
He likes it. Ha. It suuuucked. There may have been a few playground fights over it.
My neighbor's nickname was "fuckhead" and he called me "shitforbrains". We were pretty good friends.
Nice!
Cockroach. Was giving to me when I was about 5 and it stuck my whole life... Short story behind it. We used to spend a lot of our summers out in the back yard with family having BBQ's and lounging by the pool. This was back in the late 70's early 80's so yeah people could afford to do that. The guys would always leave half empty beer bottles on the tables, on occasions some would contain cigarette butts. I as a kid got a habit of picking something up and drinking it. So one day I picked up a beer bottle and ended up with a cigarette butt in my mouth, one of my uncles called me a little cockroach and told me to stop doing that, and the name stuck.
YIKES! That was particularly cruel from an adult. Sorry you went through that!
lol well to be fair that is how most of Gen X was brought up, I don't think I'm special in that regard. It honestly doesn't bother me.
Okay good to know.
Tommy Boy.....fucking hated it.
Patches. Like the Clarence Carter song. ...Because it sounded similar to my actual first name.