I recently realized that a lot of the guys I’m friends with or otherwise talk to on Medium are named James; as is my husband, although I don’t think I have a James kink. But it is a weird thing!
In college, a bunch of my friends were dating guys named Dave/David and they all seemed to have similar issues with them. We started a running joke about “don’t be a Dave” and to stay away from Daves.
Then there’s my friend who named her dog Edna, which is her mother’s name! 😁