Hey my ‘fetti people! As you know, I’m single, fabulous and on the prowl, so naturally I’m going to blog a bit about my dating life in addition to your regular Webfetti juice.  This past weekend, I was set up on a blind date with a friend of a friend. After some Facebook stalking and Google searching (thank goodness for modern technology), nothing made me believe that my date-in-question was a serial killer, fugitive or had multiple wives, so I agreed to meet him.

Before I went on our what-was-supposed-to-be-chill double date (which ended up more like an Animal House frat party-don’t ask), one of my BFF’s asked me to find out if *Chad, my date, was a “twister” or “popper”.  

She went on to explain her theory about guys and the ladies they date: 

Men are like jars with tough-to-open lids.

A girl may date the same guy for a long time, twisting and twisting, but she never opens the jar and gets him to commit.  As soon as she gives up on opening that jar, another girl comes along and voila! She pops the top right off with no problem. The first girl (the twister) was able to loosen the lid enough for the second girl (the popper) to slide right in and be with a committed jar… um, guy.  Committed guy.

I’m glad to report that I already have another date with Chad lined up (a no-brainer if you saw his smile)  AND he seems to have “pop” potential. My question for you all is this: if you meet someone awesome, but you know you’ve got a lot of twisting to do before the lid comes off, should you move on and find someone more poppable or turn red in the face twisting? Maybe I should just get one of those rubber grip jar-openers…ooohhh, men.

*name has been changed to protect the identity of my sexy date.