Names

Tonight when I was walking home from the BYU game, a guy in front of me noticed I was walking alone and started to talk to me. He was really cute. But that has nothing to do with what I want to tell you. When he told me that his name was Brent, I thought of one of my really good friends Brent and automatically liked him and assumed he was a good guy. Why is it that we sometimes can judge a person by their name? Say we meet someone and their name is the same name as our worst enemy? Ex boyfriend/girlfriend? Sibling? Also, how come that just because we have bad experiences with people that when it comes to having our own children...we make sure that we don't name them after someone we don't like if it's just a name? Food for thought.

Me: Did you hear what I just said?
Katie: Yes.
Me: Then why didn't you laugh...