Cindy, Cynthia, KB -- really doesn't matter to me, as long as it isn't @*&! or &&^%$*@ or #?&%*@@!

When I was 11, my family moved to another town. My first day at the new school, a girl came up to me and asked my name. I told her, and she said, "You don't look like a Cynthia. Cynthias are tall and have blonde hair and blue eyes. (I'm short, with brown hair and brown eyes.) You look more like a Gladys!"
Not that there's anything wrong with the name Gladys, but...I never became friends with the girl, either!