Naming things may have more functions than are obvious. In our family any unusual backyard visitor gets a name. This serves as a sort of one-off British puzzle game of connections. The turkey was Amelia. The groundhog was Bill. The fox was Everett. This is also true of vehicles. My Subaru is Martina. My spouse's Mini is Miles, and the lawn mower is named after a well-loved supplier of...well...grass, to use the parlance of bygone day. : )
In the shrink world we call this object personification, and it appears more often in individuals on the autistic spectrum. I intensely experience this with my library and the books in it. Very hard to let go of even one of them. Whenever I feel such attachment, I’ll go watch ex Machina 😎
Naming things may have more functions than are obvious. In our family any unusual backyard visitor gets a name. This serves as a sort of one-off British puzzle game of connections. The turkey was Amelia. The groundhog was Bill. The fox was Everett. This is also true of vehicles. My Subaru is Martina. My spouse's Mini is Miles, and the lawn mower is named after a well-loved supplier of...well...grass, to use the parlance of bygone day. : )
I have met Amelia and Martina, but you haven't introduced the lawn mower yet
In the shrink world we call this object personification, and it appears more often in individuals on the autistic spectrum. I intensely experience this with my library and the books in it. Very hard to let go of even one of them. Whenever I feel such attachment, I’ll go watch ex Machina 😎
Home printers are the cats of the tech world. Discuss.
You are so right. Sometimes they even decide to throw every single page off the tray for no apparent reason