What's in a Name?

This sign made me stop as I walked past the new fiction to the drama plays section. I don't know why-because it's my name? Do I feel a sense of ownership over the vast array of Megan's trundeling around in the universe?

So often you think to "what's in a name?". It's simply a word we respond to. Something written on our personal identification punch card yet somehow it makes me stop....dead in my tracks when I see it.

As if I were the only Megan in the world even though thanks to the 80s and Ireland we all know that is not the case.