When I was in college, there was an older woman named
Glenda in one of my English classes. She was about 40 or 50. She was all right, but she was one of the most small-minded people I have ever met in my entire life. If you didn't agree with her opinions, she would look at you in this condescending way. Since she is the only
Glenda I've ever met, I think of her when I hear the name. Oh, and
Glenda the Good Witch. Anyway, I wouldn't recommend it.