Pitfalls exist. I went to grad school with a guy named Bruce A. Gerber (last five letters altered to protect the innocent).
This was 1971. Most of us were semi-freaks, but ol' Bruce was a bit more formal. Of the whole group, he alone carried a briefcase, monogrammed in big block letters: BAG . We had lots of fun with that one behind his back.
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