There are three types of personality; extroverts, introverts and people who die inside when someone else gets into the same lift (elevator) because they have a mortal fear of being engaged in conversation with a stranger. Naturally as someone who is shy and reserved even for a Brit I fall into the latter category which presents a little bit of a problem now that I live in the USA. If I don’t get used to meeting strangers I will probably never make friends here and become one of those people who notices every single time Netflix adds or removes a show because I have nothing else to do with my free time. Actually I’m already one of those people but for the sake of this post let’s pretend I haven’t yet fallen that far.
It is a truth universally acknowledged that making friends suddenly becomes a lot harder when you are no longer at university. Maybe it’s the lack of free time; maybe the loss of alcohol as a social lubricant but making friends is definitely harder when you are in the real world. Imagine the Queen adding you on Facebook and commenting on your posts, my level of awkwardness at meeting strangers is akin to that so making friends is even more a challenge for me than most. I sign up to events on Meetup.com and when the date of the event happens I find myself with a desire to spend the evening petting the cat rather than face strangers and having to explain that I’m a loner who needs a website to find friends. Of course I wouldn’t say that, I’d just hide in the corner and pretend I wasn’t there for the Meetup anyway.
So this month I have decided that enough is enough, I’m going to loosen the shackles of my shyness and try to make friends with some actual real Americans, if they’ll have me. I’m going to go to some Meetup events, find some classes to sign up to and maybe even post in the strictly platonic section of Craigslist. If I never blog again then the latter idea was a bad one and I’ve probably been murdered by one of those crazy people who only seem to exist on Craigslist. Whatever happens in my quest for a social life I’ll be sure to share the anecdotes with you (unless I did get murdered of course in which case you’ll have to excuse me). Wish me luck!
Have you ever moved to a new place and had to build up a new network of friends from scratch? If so, I’d love some helpful tips on how you did it!