I’ve got a feeling…

05 Sep

So, I’ve been neglectful of my blogging entries for a couple of weeks, but I always planned on returning.
Call it a summer break.
I’ve not been anywhere in particular since my sojourn into the world of cryptozoology, but I have been busy.

Not only have I been learning to produce “music” (for want of a better word) on my phone, along with discovering how to apply it to video soundtracks, but I have also made some new friends, some of whom I have only ever previously corresponded with online.

Blokes are bloody useless when it comes to making proper new friends. Don’t get me wrong, we can get new mates without any problem – down the pub, friend of a friend makes the introductions, couple of pints, bit of banter, Bob’s your uncle, mates.
But when it comes to actually beginning a new friendship with someone, especially of the same sex (stop giggling at the back, settle down) we have no idea.

I’m sure women have whole editions of Cosmo, or some other glossy sex-fest, devoted to relationships, making friends, and generally overcoming crippling social ineptitude, and there may even be the same thing for men for all I know.
The trouble is, in my experience at least, us blokes are not very comfortable saying something like “Hey, I really think you’re a nice guy, do you want to be friends?”

I mean, can you imagine it? You’d never say that to someone in a pub would you?

When we were kids it was different, nobody cared about stuff like that. Everyone had a “best friend”, and woe betide anyone who came between them.
We all remember the feeling of someone new coming into our circle of friends, someone to whom our best friend took an instant liking.

Didn’t we just hate the bastard?

The feeling seems to fade with age, replaced, it seems, with an urge to share our friends with others, to allow others access to their friendship.

The upshot of all this is, I basically went for the “I think you’re a nice guy….” gambit myself recently, and despite having had a few ciders, managed (I hope) not to stray too far into You’re-my-besht-mate-you-are territory.

And already the friend-of-a-friend connections were made, as I was introduced to several other very good people that I would never otherwise have met.

It just goes to show, social networking has it’s uses, but you still need to get out more too.


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