Knew a girl named Wheat and a boy officially named Moonshadoe (no I did not misspell it) however he decided at a tender age that he wanted to be called George and beat tar out of every kid who addressed him by his legal name.
I'm thankful my parents were sane enough (in that regard at least) that they gave me a normal name. Unfortunately, the name doesn't fit me. It's a class president/head cheerleader beauty queen type of name, and I was as far from those things as you could get.
A few years back I met a very beautiful blond woman -imagine Anne Coulter with about 25 more lbs on her- whose name was Edna. It made me feel better about my name.