Several years back, a janitor that used to work in my building kept asking me for my name so he could add me on Facebook. I would tell him my name, and the next time I saw him, he would ask again. One day, he came in and said, "Man, I still can't find you on Facebook. You said your name is Chris Knuckles, right?"
My first name is not Chris, and sadly my surname is not Knuckles. I don't know where he got this name from, but he deserves an award. It's the coolest name I've ever heard.
Since that day, he continued calling me Chris in the hallway and I never corrected him.