I spent so much time living in a small town that it’s easy to forget that I live in a big city now. Back in the states, if I was bored, I was out of luck. Now good way to make new friends without taking up a new hobby…like smoking crack. I didn’t go on a single date in almost two years. The female population within twenty miles of my old apartment collectively had more tattoos than teeth.
I realized last week that I was falling into the same slump here. Although I am surrounded by thousands of twenty-somethings who attend the university across the street, I have only met one or two, thanks primarily to the language and culture barriers. Last week, after a few days of sitting around my apartment with nothing to do, I decided to snap out of it and find ways to meet new people.
I called up the one student I know from the university and we decided to meet up on Friday night. He took me out to a nearby neighborhood called East Gate, where I met TONS of new Korean friends who speak (at least some) English.
While we were bar-hopping, one of the guys downloaded a new app onto my phone that allows you to search for people by location. Since then I’ve started talking to a lot of people I never would have met otherwise. The best so far is a local police officer who is my age. She is putting herself through grad school working as a cop, just like I did.
Saturday night, I called a teacher I met recently and asked her out for drinks. After chatting for a couple of hours, I found out that she is not just a teacher – she is also a professional tennis player. Though she is no longer a full-time tennis player, I realized that this could never happen back home.
Though I’m sure I’ll find myself in a slump now and again, it’s great to know that I live in place with and endless supply of interesting people. Although one could argue that there is also a ton of interesting people back in western NC, the difference is that these people are much less likely to stab me.
Until next time.