where the writers are
Sticks and Stones, etc.

 This article,excerpted from http://www.rediff.com/news/1999/aug/18us2.htm ,reminds me of the first time I met my husband's nephews--one called himself Given Name Surname, while his brother used the more traditional Surname, Given name. 

 "Last name first, First name last, Middle initial," said the inspector. "What seems to be the problem?"

"Sir, I am having a little trouble with the last name, first name business. I don't think I have a last name, what should I do?"

"Very simple, son. What's your father's name?"

"A M Natesh, sir."

"Well, then your last name is Natesh."

"No, Sir, Natesh is my father's FIRST name. I don't want to be called Mr Natesh, so that can't be my last name."

"Then, if you don't want to be called Mr Natesh, you want to be called Mr What?" (I hadn't yet heard the Abbott and Costello routine).

I said: "I want to be called, Mr Mohan, sir."

"Well, then your last name is Mohan."

"But sir, my first name is Mohan, how can it be my last name?"

"If your first name is Mohan, what does your father call you?"

"Daddy, Sir."

"No. No; I didn't ask you what your call your daddy. What does your DADDY call YOU?"

"Daddy, Sir. He calls me Daddy."

"Your Daddy calls YOU..... DADDY!" (The stern inspector was getting more stern...)

"Yes, Sir. My daddy calls me daddy." (This is quite usual among Telugus where fathers call their infant sons "Naina" which stands for daddy. My father, having decided early in my life I was destined for America decided to use the English translation, not expecting this curious exchange at Kennedy.)

No wonder my husband encouraged me to keep my maiden name.