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TIFU - I accidentally let my SIL that my Trekkie brother gave my new nephew a fandom name

If I get caught I get caught...this is too funny not to share.

My parents and me finally got to meet my 8-month-old nephew in-person over the holidays when my brother (Sam) and his wife visited. It was a big deal because they hadn't traveled at all during the height of the pandemic, and we'd only interacted over video chat.

SIL's father died a couple of years ago, so she asked Sam if they could name the baby "James" after him. Sam said yes, but asked if he could choose the middle name. SIL said yes as long as she had right of refusal in case she hated it, but when he said he wanted the middle name to be "Kirk" she thought that was nice and agreed.

Sam is a HUGE Star Trek fan, super into all things Star Trek. My SIL isn't interested AT ALL, and just rolls her eyes if he goes on too long about it. A couple hours after they arrived we were all sitting in the living room, and while I was playing with my nephew I said to SIL, laughing, "I can't believe you let Sam name him after Captain Kirk!"

She stared at me blankly for a second while Sam looked like a deer caught in the headlights, then I saw her expression change and her mouth go all tight. Whoops - apparently she hadn't made the connection. My mother tactfully changed the subject, but later we heard SIL upstairs yelling at Sam. My father said to me, "You just had to let it slip, didn't you?"

I felt this was unjust - sure, Kirk is an actual first name, but is it really possible in this day and age not to hear "James Kirk" and think of Star Trek, even if you're not a fan??

TL;DR My brother gave his son a name from a fandom he loves and I mentioned it to his wife, not realizing she didn’t know and causing a fight.

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