I still want to go out with a guy named Jesse someday, just for the lulz.

I worked with an awesome guy named Robin once and we totes would have dated if not for the fact that I was already with Jason.

I will never date a guy named Peter.

Except, of course, if I do.

I'm currently on the phone with a woman whose name rhymes with mine, and my boss's boss's name rhymes with mine, if you muff the "t." When we all have to talk with each other it gets a bit confusing.

But best was my long-time krav partner whose name is mine prefixed with one letter. Nothing as simple as Rita, so people had to remember another weird name, and they mixed us up. Not that we did anything alike other than beat people up left-handed. And I was only left-handed when I worked with her, so it really confused people.

I have not yet dated another Sara(h). But it could happen!

I have no feminist cred when it comes to music

I (still!) listen to Motley Crue. I don't think I ever had feminist cred about music.

I know two people whose names on paper rhyme with ita's, (a Vita and a Geeta) but of course neither are pronouced the way I've learned to say ita's name, even just in my head.

I used to work somewhere where on one day each week, there were five people on shift - two Brendas and three Daves. And there was the period when my boss, my brother's boss, my closest friend's boss and my dog all had the same name. Made for some pretty hard-to-follow conversations, especially at happy hour.

I'm not allowed to date Michaels.

I don't think I ever had feminist cred about music.

I don't either. I love a couple of Kid Rock songs, Buckcherry's "Crazy Bitch," and lots of others.

I married a Michael! So did half my friends.

My rule is, never date a Josh.

My rule is, never date a Josh.

My OT lifelong crush is a Josh. Safely married with two kids now. I have a disturbing predilection for Pauls.