Let’s start this from the very, very beginning. My father’s name is Robert. Folks call him Bob. When my mother was pregnant for the second time she and my dad decided if they had a boy they would give it the same name as my father. That boy would be Robert, Junior. That boy ended up being me.
So my name is Robert. There are two syllables in the word Robert. To shorten it down to one syllable , thus making it easier to say, people started calling me Rob.
In other words, I don’t really have a nickname. Sorry, daily writing prompt.
Well, that was anticlimactic. 🙄
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Nice one there Rob
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