The recent book Freakonomics has a study of names doomed for failure. My fav was a girl named (shuh-teed), which is spelled Shithead.
Then, many, many decades ago--in Florida, no less--there was a gentleman, named by his father, legally named 5/8 Jameson. (Or, perhaps Jaimeson.)
Never did anyone ever find out what the other 3/8 of him were supposed to be.
I know of a last name Lipschitz.
My sister had a professor in college named Dr. Dipschitz. He wanted his students to call him "Dr. Dip."