i didn't have one but my youngest bro called me Guyah when he was a toddler so that kinda became my alt name

Gus.
I never minded it.
When I moved to Perth, I was at the train station and heard someone yelling out Gus, quite loudly.
Now, I do not know if it was directed at me, but I never turned around, never acknowledged it. Got on the train and went about my merry way.
I left Tasmania to get away from all the bad memories; I was not going to allow them to be rekindled.

Boys used to yell "Ahh Bisto" at me until I took kick boxing lessons and started to chase them. It's a brand of gravy for those that don't know. Something about meaty goodness. It's really not cool. 🤨

I had one until I started first grade, and then I dropped it. I was given another one in high school, and I accepted it, signing notes with it. You will never know what it was, and my girlfriend did not use it.

Alleycat,
I always had a love for them and recued a few.

I like it, which I still go by it

All of mine were given by bullies. Never actually had a nickname created by love/care.

Mine was scooty. My dad still calls me that.

Sherman

chipmunk

Mine was beetroot

The same one I still have now

Prozac

it's the same as my totem animal

Specs so original

Most knew me as Bub. This was ok.

I was also The Kid. And Stink.

Mine was Wolf.

My dad called me speed😂