My given name was Kimber, yet I was always called Kim, except for that first, misserable day at school, when the teacher would call roll, and I would hear the snickering in the background and the quiet litte "timber" coming from behind me. As an adult, I have always been asked if it was short for Kimberly. When I married, I legally changed it to Kim. You know what? They still ask if it's short for Kimberly. Go figure!