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A lot of people are automatically assigned nicknames. Like if your name is Francis, good chance you’re gonna be “Frank.” Pretty simple.

Sometimes nicknames take on such a tangled evolution however, you’re not even sure how and why you got one.

For instance one or two of my coworkers have been calling be “Bonesy” or just “Bones” for two years now. It’s so ingrained in my brain I even respond to it on conference calls. So when an out of town auditor asked me this morning why they call me “Bones” I literally had to think for a good minute…

For most of my life I’ve just been Jonesy. My niece calls me Uncle Jonesy, my friends space out when they have to think of my first name (in fact only my wife and mother really call me ‘Chris’), it’s just who I am.

At work, the name begin to change largely because “Jonesy” is hard to pick out because of the J sound. So over the years it was “Chris Jones, you out there, Jonesy?”

Since the hard B is easier to make out on the radio it changed to “you out there, Chris Bones?”

Then, when that was too long it changed to “hey, Jonesy Bonesy?l”

Then when we got a new simulator it became “hey Bonesy Magee!”

Well I was stuck with it after that and I’ve been “Bonesy” at work for going on two years. Weird.