Meeting People in London Part 1
After a month or so in the island, this past week end has been my first week end as a Londoner (taking aside the boyfriend visit week end, the visiting the parents back in France week end and the oh-so-enjoyable, week end at the library for work).
I therefore figured I would have to grow a social network should I want to share these moments with other people with my own, my iPhone, and eventually my 60 Instagram followers.
I studied the options:
- Workmates: I work from home, meh. But it looks like this is about to evolve – yay – so I do keep this one aside
- Flatmates: I don’t happen to be living on my own, which is a good way not to turn into a complete hermit. I’m a lucky girl as they are absolutely lovely people and we did have a couple of drinks but they all have their own lives and I don’t quite want to be bugging them other day for a movie, drink, or else.
- Friends of friends: London is such a big city, anyone moving surely “knows someone who knows someone”. In my case, these Someones are either mates pregnant sister or boyfriend ex’s bff or former HR from my current company.
- Local pub: Would have surely worked if I was a bloke into sports or something. But since I’m a girl and find flavoured ciders more interesting than football games, I might just be mistaken for a hooker. So no thanks.
- Sport club: Aside of the fact that I would actually need a membership card and to physically step in one, I feel like it’s a weird approach, leading unlikely to “hey there, look at how work out, would you fancy take these biceps to… the Steve Mc Curry exhibition?”
Facing all of the above disappointments, I did what I do whenever I’m lost, looking for direction and comfort, needing answers to my questions… I googled it.
I have been very nicely surprised to get a clue from the first results of the search, avoiding me the hassle to flick through filthy, graphic sites and pictures.
Websites openly promoted the quest for new friends and social networking, according to one’s areas of interests. Basically somehow dating sites, but for pals.
Both of them share pretty much the same system: you register, create your profile and sign off for events you wish to attend, together with – supposedly – like minded people.
I am currently only at the phase where, after registering I am stalking flicking through the events.
Ah – the registration…
Although the sites are in principled designed “to make friends”, I was particularly keen on making the point that I’m not after any other thing than that.
I have boyfriend and contrary to what Cosmopolitan or Elle might be advising, I don’t have any plan to cheat on him.
I gave a good thought and decided to ban the below words and phrases from my descriptions because they sound too much as “I wouldn’t mind a shag, ta”:
- New experiences
- French girl (oh, come on, it’s not auto racism, we do have a reputation!)
- Party hard
- Feel lonely
- Share special moments
- Discover new things
- Seek company
For now, I did join a few groups but didn’t dare joining any event soon…
…To be continued!