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Topic: Best places to meet people.
JulieMP's photo
Sat 04/24/10 02:35 PM
I think the best place is at social parties. Those who you are friends with are likely to have friends that you will also like.

That or opening events of things you are interersted in, such as galleries, movies, rodeos, etc.

Tessa02's photo
Sat 04/24/10 02:42 PM

Where ever there are people, church, work, social gatherings, book store, laundry mat


I always seem to get guys hitting on me at the laundry mat!! Every time!! You can always tell if a guys involved with someone depending on if he can wash his own clothes...well most of the time!:wink:

Atlantis75's photo
Sat 04/24/10 02:46 PM

I think the best place is at social parties. Those who you are friends with are likely to have friends that you will also like.

That or opening events of things you are interersted in, such as galleries, movies, rodeos, etc.


I have met my ex girlfriend on a party . Suddenly all of her friends became hostile against me, like I was taking away some sort of a prize. indifferent Ever since then, about a group of 18-20 people won't even talk to me anymore, even though I'm not dating her anymore. WTF? indifferent

JulieMP's photo
Sat 04/24/10 02:52 PM


I think the best place is at social parties. Those who you are friends with are likely to have friends that you will also like.

That or opening events of things you are interersted in, such as galleries, movies, rodeos, etc.


I have met my ex girlfriend on a party . Suddenly all of her friends became hostile against me, like I was taking away some sort of a prize. indifferent Ever since then, about a group of 18-20 people won't even talk to me anymore, even though I'm not dating her anymore. WTF? indifferent


hmmm. One incident does not define all of existence. Wrong gal? with wrong friends? You were not meant for that element. right?

FearandLoathing's photo
Sat 04/24/10 02:54 PM
Dark alleys.

JulieMP's photo
Sat 04/24/10 02:59 PM

Dark alleys.


I must chuckle. I once met a homeless man on the dark inner ways of Birmingham, alabalma. He was needy and I handed him over a half eaten meal of sushi. He told me that I was a saint. I smiled at him and at that moment, when our eyes locked, I knew that if I were also I bum, I would want him to father my bum child.

Instead I walked on.

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