Bumbling along

For some time now, I’ve considered doing things to meet people. Best friends forever isn’t really the aim here, but someone to meet up with, someone in the same time zone to text (that isn’t your boyfriend), yes, why not?

Only, how?

Making new acquaintances isn’t easy in familiar surroundings, so how does it work when everything’s new? Do I ask the bakery girl if she likes movies? Do I talk to the mail man about something else but pretty stamps?
Nah, there’s an app for that. After looking at meetup.com (themed meetings) and library events (workshops about taxes, language classes and so on), I heard about Bumble.

Bumble is a swiping app in which women have first and final say. But the interesting part is their BFF subdivision. Select that and you only get women who are looking for platonic relationships, friendships (I don’t know if men can look for friends as well and why women can’t find platonic male friends). Of course (urgh) it links to Facebook and demands your location (that at least makes sense), but after that there’s only swiping to be done. When you have a match, there’s a 24 hour window for either of you to react, to prevent endless waiting. Then, the tougher part: connecting on another level than an approving swipe.

At least both sides acknowledge that it’s kind of strange, hoping that a list of shared interests may lead to a relationship. And maybe it won’t, already some conversations are fading before they could blossom. So be it, that’s how social life works.

No matter what, it’s surprisingly fun to chat. To not have to worry about time zones and view your every action through the lens of a stranger. I’m not alone in being alone, and I’m working on changing that.

On Victoria Day I had my first Bumble meeting. She initiated, I was nervous, but it was so nice to have someone to talk with over a meal. To have understand about knowing no-one but your colleagues. I’m not sure if we’ll meet again, even though she said we should and we still talk occasionally.
But I did it, I’m doing it, and that’s a step forward again.


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