Excuse me, Ya’Hyness
Today I came across a picture of a child’s name on the desk – laminated and printed across the top in big letters by the teacher, so the child can practice. Her (I assume it’s a girl) name is Ya’Hyness. I’d repost the picture, but Lord knows I’d get sued over a dumb copyright law, so you’re going to have to Google it yourself to see it. Just type in Ya’Hyness, and it comes up.
The comments were even better than the name. People that work in hospitals, pharmacies, and schools commented saying that they have seen children named Rubella, Marijuana, and my personal favorite, Chlamydia.
Can you imagine the conversations that revolve around people with names like this?
“Go clean your room Ya’Hyness!”
“I went to the movies, but they asked me leave because Chlamydia was acting up.”
“I’m bringing Marijuana to my niece’s Christening.”
Ya’Hyness doesn’t sound too bad now, does it?
I understand that people want their kids to have unique names, but it seems that there should be some sort of parenting test before you can name a person something like that. The kid will be made fun of forever.
Also, she may have to give a urine sample one day and write “Ya’Hyness” on the cup.
And for those of you about to shout racist because Ya’Hyness may or may not be a black child, remember that a stupid white woman and a stupid black man had a baby and named it North West. The color of their skin makes them no less stupid.