I'm rather neutral about it. It has some Old Testament charm, but it does always make me think of a gnarly old man. And then there's the popularity issue. You know me and popularity. When a friend of mine named her baby
Jacob in 2003, and stated that she knew it was the number one name in the country, my inner-eye-rolling was massive. I just don't get how people can not care about that. And the fact that at work, up until a few of them quit recently, we had no fewer than five female employees named
Brittany, so we always had to refer to them using their last name, and surprise surprise they were all in the 30 year age range, has only strengthened my view.