I find it comical. And I think about the
John le Carre
Karla books, which include a bodyguard/enforcer character known as
Fawn, all beef and no brain, who is scorned by an intelligent Intelligence person for keeping busy and fit by squeezing a rubber ball while waiting in a car.
Where I live, there's a respected real-estate agent named
Bambi. It's not short for anything either, and - unlike the Disney character - she's a she.