So, how exactly DID you get the nick-name "EveL?"

First off, please note the word is "EveL" and not "evil."

Well, you see, it all began in 3rd grade...  I grew up in New Orleans and we were taught French as a secondary language in elementary school.  We had a French teacher named Madame Feraud who was so intimidating that we called her Madame "Ferocious" behind her back.  She was from France and had zee most outraaageous French aczent you can poossibly imageen.  (you are hearing the accent in your head, right?)

Now, if you recall back to your hazy memories of grade school, you usually turned in papers with your first name and last initial: like "Suzy Q." or "John D."  My last name started with an "L."  One Tuesday morning we had a pop-quiz in French class and Madame graded the quizzes and handed them all back to each student.  All except mine.  Ruh-roh!!!  What did I do?  Did I fail so miserably that she is going to make me stand on my desk in ridicule for the rest of the class period, like she did to Quinn H. last week?  Oh, nooo!!!

So, Madame turns to the class with a quiz paper clutched in her hand waving it at us and (almost shouting) says: "And who ees zis, who signs zeir papair with 'evil?!!!'" 

OMG - can I please die now and just ooze under the desk?   Very, very hesitantly and timidly, I raised my hand and said: "Umm, Madame, that is my paper and it is "Eve L."  Madame turned purple with embarrassment, handed me the paper and turned back to the chalkboard amid sniggers and giggles from all my classmates. 

My friends have called me EveL ever since.