So you come out of a long term relationship, single again, almost 30 and damn, it's not like it used to be. Before my last relationship, there was uni, gigs, parties almost weekly. Early 20s it seemed like I was meeting new people almost every day, and there was so many options.
So now that I'm working, responsibilities, etc, the world seems a different place. When you do go out, you kinda want to hang out with your friends anyway because you dont see them as much. Tell me stories people. Book clubs? Start a band? Interwebs (god no)? Maybe I have rose coloured glasses for my early years..
Don't discount the interwebs.
facebook?
Try here or here. These sites enable you to choose the attributes you want in people before meeting them.
shaun: 24 points
I guess most of the time people in their thirties and beyond meet new people through friends, and yes, through shared activities and interests. It's not such a bad thing to meet people over the internet these days, but you'd probably prefer to do it in an organic way - like through friends on Twitter or whatever - than a dating site (or Mess+Noise), at least for the time being.
It always strikes me as interesting how people behave differently as individuals as they grow older. I think a lot of it has to do with what your peers are doing, what you all have time for, and what you're interested in. Many people feel too tired to muster the effort to talk to new people as they have myriad other responsibilities.
almost 30? Come on, the world is crawling with sub-30 year olds looking for friendships and something more.
Why I walked out the office door and almost tripped over one.
doesn't make it any less difficult goalie
I recommend getting a new job.
You meet HEAPS of new people.
unless you start working for yourself.
i know a guy at my work has met a bunch of people through salsa dancing
and they've all been uber hot too
hmmm a dating site would be fun. I agree. if I was a single man I'd try and meet people through mess and noise or a dating site or facebook...I rckon it 'might' be a good way of weeding out people and not getting 'tired' from wasting time on the process.
volunteer.
What do you mean ''a dating site OR Mess+Noise''??
who you have to work with. sure it happens all the time, but it's probably not to treat work as your first point of call for that stuff.
the cool thing about meeting people is it doesn't have to be 'hip'. so you can do really arcane activities that YOU love and then maybe you'll find someone. and if they love your arcane vibe and you love their arcane vibe wow it's arcane fireworks!
I'm quite sure he isn't going to go and hand in his resignation on that basis, hrs...
mmm.....
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I wonder if Celine and Le Guin are considered hipster bookshelf material yet?
Do I need to burn my collection?
I'm not sure I can let go of 'Camel taming for dummies' let alone my Asterix collection.
That was actually listed as the occupation of a woman who contacted both Hellza and I on RSVP back in the day. Neither of us got back to her, though we probably should have.
I have studied these men. My conclusions:
How they think they sound when they talk:
''I burned that candle down at both ends like a blowtorch with a chipped tooth jammed in the hose. At the party the devil drink got the best of me and I lost my shit, wild and howling into the woods, wanting to tear myself from the world around me and become one with the wildness inside. As I crawled back from the edge, my heart pounding with the Fear, I saw The Filthy Jew, as we called him, pawing at that cheap whore from Mathias The Polish Gangster's hovel until she vomited up a red stream of wine, prawns and who knows which bastard's semen into his bed. Hammered by the demons of a day and a night and a day of no sleep, I woke to find myself face down on the Underwood with the next three thousand words of genius under my face, peering into my bloodshot and heavy lidded eyes, was this my voice on the paper, or some genie trapped inside my raging hangover, begging to be quelled by coke and whores?''
How they actually sound when they talk:
''Yeah, I dunno. I, like, I think I probably did get pretty shitfaced at Ben's party, I freaked out and had to chill out under like the bushes in his backyard, but I think I was just really tired from being at work all day and I'm not really sure if it was that or not, you know? Yeah, did you get with that chick from Matt's house? Yeah? Oh, really? Did you get the stain out or did you just throw it out? Yeah, red wine spew is the worst. No, I would totally have thrown it out. Hey, I have to go I have to finish my essay by the morning. Yah, I'll probably have to pull an all nighter. Coolsie. Ciao!''
ha ha ha. It's funny cos it's true ^ ^ ^
Hellzapoppin said 8 hours ago:
my Asterix collection.
Wanna hang out?
Obelix, I've told you already, sometimes I need to chase Romans alone.
fucking love Asterix.
And Tintin.
of course i quite before finding another one and ended up living on noodles and satay sauce.
eventually i ended up getting asked in for an interview at some marketing company that did really boring horrible stuff like selling medical equipment to hospitals and sexing up drilling machinery for the mining companies - that sort of shit.
first interview went OK and i even wore a collared shirt that i tucked in and teamed it up with my itchy wedding pants that come out of the wardrobe every few years (me attending - not getting married every few years). i thought i scrubbed up pretty well and might even sorta fit in down on St Kilda Rd.
until i get the phone call telling me that for the next interview, a suit wad required.
''sure, not a problem'' i replied and the second i ended the call panic set in - like a own a fucking suit.
i'm not a melbourne muso aged 35+ nor have i been to court, so had to borrow one.
eventually tracked one down and the realised on the morning of the interview - i didn't have a goddam tie nor did i know how to tie one up even if i did (the ones i wore at hungry jacks were clip on, and yes i tried to see if i still had one).
luckily i found one from god knows when in the same dark corner that the itchy wedding pants lived in and lucky fucking me, it was still tied up.
all i had to do was slip it over my head, tighten it up and i was all good.
but me being me, i just couldn't leave shit be and started fiddling with it til the fucker came undone.
i tried just tucking half of the knot back up there. nope
i tried pinning it up into a knot with a hidden pin. nope
i even considered double sided tape.
eventually i decided the best course of action was to undo it, find some instructions on the internet and start over.
worst idea ever and 25 minutes later i'm sweating, red faced, flustered and fucking raging - swearing my nut off at some children's tutorial on youtube teaching kids how to tie their ties for the first time.
THE FUCKING BUNNY DOES NOT GO AROUND THE FUCKING TREE AND IN THE HOLE. FUCK FUCK FUCK.
In the end i decided the best course of action was to to phone the company and inform them that i had found another job and would not be attending the second interview.
what a shame they said, as they really liked me and was hoping to hire me.
and then i went and starved on mei goreng for another few weeks.
i'd just like to say i had a similar experience once and i was probably looking at the same ''how to tie a necktie for private school kids'' website you were looking at AND I MANAGED TO FIGURE IT OUT in like 10 mins or so. Now im the ceo of a major corporation. tieing a necktie is not that hard.
ha ha ha. You are my hero, bugsy!
awesome story!
You know that's not Bugsy's story, right?
Youtube
yeah it didnt quote properly mine is only the last paragraph
Awww.... disappointment!
fuck you bugsy, i'm still punk....
Punk is knowing how to tie the tie and choosing not to...
unless your avril lavigne.
Despite having to wear one everyday I went through 6 years of high school without knowing how to do up a tie. My mum would do my tie, and I would leave it tied.
The other day I had a job interview. Luckily I figured out I don't live with my mum anymore and it might be an idea to learn how to do up a tie a good few days before this interview. there are some how to do up a tie video on youtube which are very straightforward. It took me less than 10 minutes to learn how to do up a tie.
pffft, that's stupid.
i just decided to create my own business instead where ties are frowned upon and wearers of said cloth nooses are treated with suspicion, if not outright hostility.
1)growing beard and 2)watching A-league at EBC help.
A girl came talk to KazP for reason1 and a group of girl came talk to me/us for reason 2 tonite.