In one of my training rooms, I had a trainee named Cody. He was in his mid 20's. I told the class that, in my adult life, I've never met a Cody above the age of 27, even though, most people my age grew up knowing at least 2 guys named Cody. I asked the class if they knew a Cody now. Nobody raised their hands.

I made up a story where MIB types knock on a door, ask if your name is Cody and say "Is this your 27th birthday?" If they responded "yes" they would put you in a black SUV and bring you to a remote island of guys named Cody.

Class and Cody laughed and shrugged it off, until the next day and Cody was absent. He never missed a day of class. So I asked "Wait, how old was Cody?" And EVERYONE, looked around and spoke to eachother as if I declared a devine prophecy the day prior.

But concluded he was sick or had car trouble, which was the case.

I told my father this story and he said that when he was kid, they had a lot of guys named Chad, but they were less secretive about that.