My wife liked the idea of Eleanor if we had a girl, I never liked it, but luckily we had a boy, so we didn’t have to cross that bridge.
At work, we named the old, decrepit copier Opal in an effort to humanize it and get people to treat the old girl with more love and patience.
I did not need to know this existed. I already dislike snakes, I think in part because I find their movement patterns alien and unpredictable, but this is just breaking my brain.
That said it could also be that I never find one until it’s underneath the log I just picked up or immediately under my foot as I’m walking. Very rarely do I see one from a distance and think “Oh cool a snake!”