Great topic, WilyMo!!!
I met some of my closest friends in life when I lived in an apartment complex around fifteen years ago. In one of the neighboring apartments to mine, those guys had a roommate who worked at Blimpie Sub & Salad Shop
. Everybody would be kicking it at one of the apartments when he would come home from work completely disgusted with his life...in his little visor and Blimpie apron. Like this:
Much to Johnny's disdain, he was greeted by everyone as "Johnny Blimpie"....even long after after he quit his gig. He hated the nickname, but he was powerless to change it.
Then, for some unexplained reason, all of us began addressing each other with the surname 'Blimpie.' Matt Blimpie, Ed Blimpie, Mark Blimpie, Jim Blimpie, Dean Blimpie, Hank Blimpie, Steve Blimpie...you get the point. I don't resent the nickname..I wear it like a badge.