I love my husband's last name! I transferred to a new high school as a sophomore. My same grade namesake there was a notoriously dysfunctional person. Teachers would call my name and look up with a snarl that changed to a smile when they saw I wasn't her. I think she changed to continuation school the year I transferred there, so we never met. At UC Berekley (admittedly, a large school) I was "Jane Ann Doe" (not my name, but close enough!) # 4!The registrar gave me a card to establish that I was her #4, not her 1,2 or 3! When I moved back to California and applied for my drivers license, they refused me because I had outstanding warrants under my full name AND birthdate! I convinced them that it wasn't me with my SS#. And motel clerks would always make cracks about my name when I called to make reservations about it being an alias. No beauty shop or PIN # experiences though - that's pretty bizzare! Tokie