Whenever I’m on a bootcamp or training a 1-1 client there’s always a moment I dread…it’s THE QUESTION.

During a seminar break I’ll walk across the room to pour myself some coffee, doing my best to maintain my alpha-male swagger in the face of severe jetlag, and a well-meaning young man will approach me with THE QUESTION tumbling from his lips:

‘Why are you called Keychain?’

I am then required to embark upon a monumental monologue of monstrous magnificance to explain what, I think, is the worst origin of a name ever! So if you’ve ever wondered why I’m called Keychain…here it is:

For all time, the definitive tale/saga/legend/epic of how I came to be known as Keychain…

Origin Of A Keychain

When I first created my account on theattractionforums.com long, long ago as a student of dating science, I didn’t know what to choose as my nickname. I umm’d and aah’d for ages…I assumed most people used the names of their online RPG characters…but I didn’t have an online RPG character (and if I’d wanted one I probably wouldn’t have been able to think of a name).

So, looking around my room for inspiration (don’t ever do this) my gaze chanced upon a keyring lying on my desk. At the time I thought this was called a keyCHAIN. Much later, I realised a keyCHAIN is actually called a keyRING. This rendered my initial inspiration bullSHIT.

Regardless, I knew no better and, blissful in my ignorance, called myself Keychain.

…time passed…

In the summer of 2008, as part of Project Rockstar (just click here to read about those crazy months) we were required to post a daily journal. I thought, ‘right, i’m going to come up with a proper name like the rest of the students‘ (coz the other five guys all had symbolic, meaningful nicknames).
‘No more ‘Keychain’ business,’ I told myself. ‘It’s not even a proper word! At least my nickname should be a proper word!’

But, in the end, I was sat at my desk, writing my first Rockstar FR and…looking around my room for inspiration (again, don’t do this)…and, you guessed it…there was a keychain on my desk.

‘Fuck it,‘ said I.

And Keychain it stayed.
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(Of course, now I’m an international man of seduction, I tell people that I hold the ‘Keys‘ of knowledge that unlock the ‘Chain‘ of events that propel your quivering form into the shiny, breast-filled world of PUAdom!)

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