Same Named Besties

Notice the signs.....

Growing up I didn’t meet a lot of other Lexi’s. There was one that was two years younger than me that had a questionable reputation which thankfully made it easy for most people not to get us confused at all, and another that was around my sisters age. But that was it. I never interacted with these two girls and my life was relatively confusion free.

Flash forward years later and my best friends name is also Lexie. I live in an apartment where 75% of us are named Alexandra, and Lexie and I have recently become close with yet another Lexie. Everywhere I go I feel like I am meeting another Lexie, Lexi, Lexy, or Lecksi. So what is it like to have a best friend with your same name?

What it’s like to be best friends with someone with the same name as you 


  The first time you meet your name twin you are ready to do battle. Somewhere inside of you, you feel like only one person can have that name in a group and you are ready to prove that it should be you. You have to take home the title, screw friendships.

But then you actually talk to them and realize that they aren’t trying to take your identity- they just happen to have the same name.

         And the more you hang out with them people take it for granted that you two are best friends because of that tie binding you. It’s like being twins- you can’t not be the closest with your name twin.

c       And it is that very same thing that gives you a tie that other friendships don’t have. You both had variations of the same nick names growing up, and you both have something that brings you together.

        People don’t believe you when you first meet them. They act as if it’s that hard for our parents to have chosen the same popular name in the nineties and even more unlikely for us to have found each other. Also you feel the need to tell them if you spell it differently.

       Cue the stupid questions. My favorite? “Wait…. If you two are both Lexi, how will people tell you apart?” Um… because we have different faces?

          You do become a package and get cool nicknames that go along with it. Ours include, the Sexy Lexys', the Naked Lexies', the blonde Lexis'.

You can start to tell which one people are addressing by the way they say it. You are different people. People will treat you differently and overtime you realize the different ways people talk to each of you. In our groups of friends I can almost always tell which one they are referring to by the tone they use.

        Some people have a hard time and decide to a)number you like cattle (which is always offensive if you aren’t number one) B) Call you by your last names (which just reminds you of school sports), or c) give you nicknames to tell you apart

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    You randomly forget that you have the same name, and turn around when someone you don’t know is trying to talk to your friend. You also forget it isn't normal until you start meeting new people. And then they, and you forget until the next time.

.   Whenever you talk about your best friend- everyone assumes you are talking in third person.

      You start to want to collect people of the same name. And everyone with the same name intrigues you. Oh we can add ANOTHER Lexie to the group? She will fit right in.

  

    People confuse your stories. I have been asked if I was dating the other Lexie’s boys, and heard stories related about me that really were about the other two. People have loved me based on reviews they heard of my friend, and hated my friend based on things that they had heard about me. 

     

       People will become worried about where you stand in pictures, and want to be in the middle of your "same name sandwich". 

      You will meet people of the opposite sex who will relay to their friends that they want to date one of you and then you will play the game of trying to figure out which. We have had to ask numerous boys if they had the right one of us. 

    You have a hard time deciphering who the flowers on the doorstep, or notes in the mail are to if they don't have last names. 

   Your other friends will pretend to be thankful to “have their own identifier”- but       deep inside they will wish they could go back in time and whisper the name into their mother ear just so they can join your party. And you make jokes about making them an honorary same name so they can join your group. Because honestly- your group is awesome.

#Youcanneverhavetoomanylexies

      OH and the Lexi(e)'s are always taking applications for new Lex(i)(y)(ie)'s.