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Blogs > Happimee > My boring life

Meeting men in real life.  

Happimee 58F
56 posts
7/18/2008 10:57 pm
Meeting men in real life.

I just got home from going out. It seems silly that sometimes if I go to the same place a couple of weeks a month I see the same people. We obviously enjoy the same activities, the same places, similar music etc... I am not just talking bars, like tonight at karaoke. I see some of the same people week after week at the Farmer's Market or Bloomingfoods or concerts in the park or at IU, even in the same bookstores. What prevents one of us from saying, "hello - I see you around a lot! We must have some common interests.." Is is sheer timidity? Is it a feeling like some third party has to introduce you or it's too forward? Am I just too gross for a man to want to approach? I feel approachable. I feel friendly. Sometimes I do get in my own little zone and may not look inviting, but I feel like I usually have a smile on my face and I really am happy.

I swear some of the men in the places I was tonight are the very same men on here or another site, looking for friends, partners, lovers, or even wives. Why does it seem so hard in real life? Are men that afraid to approach women? Should women take control and start just going for it?

I was with three other women tonight and we had fun. One of them I know extremely well. The other two were her co-workers. One of those women I was a little embarrassed because she has the brightest, blondest, fakest hair ever and I felt like it looked SO bad. The other one horrified me by actually brushing her hair at a table in a bar where food is served - so basically, in a restaurant dining room. If I hadn't already eaten my stuff I had ordered I wouldn't have been able to touch another bite. Maybe I was unapproachable by association with blondie and grossie. I feel mean to talk about them in this way, but sometimes my inner bitch does get out. Men, I promise if you are with me in public I will NOT brush my hair at the dinner table.

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