I'm sorry, but every time I hear the name Dorcus I laugh inside. Actually, it's more like a giggle. A 13-year-old smirk.
Here in Portland, we have Flowers by Dorcus.
Then there's the amazing clothing line by Dorcus.
Aah, sweet, sweet Dorcus.
When does one reach the tipping point of changing their name?
Perhaps it should come sooner rather than later?