My apologies to anyone who has either of these names, but whenever I need to use a weird name in conversation, I always say “Shprintza Genendel.”
When one of my friends became a bubbie for the first time, we were discussing possible names her son and daughter-in-law might give the new baby. I said, “As long as it isn’t Shprintza Genendel.”
Turns out my friend loved that name and wrote it down to suggest it to her son. He had other ideas, though. Meanwhile, she is still holding out hope for a Shprintza Genendel in her family.
So it seems beauty is in the ear of the beholder.