July 14, 2012

"Women Are Awkwardly Attempting to Go to Lunch With New Internet Friends."

"Let's just be honest for a second: making female friends is hard in a new city."
You want to be like, "Hey, want to get a drink sometime?" and then you don't because you're scared, and then a few days later she Tweets something about how much she likes Dane Cook or how much she hates abortion, and you're like "FUUUUUU," and then you just gestate sadly at your computer until the next person you sorta-know invites you out and you go girl-hunting once again.
The link goes to a Jezebel item, which links to this NYT article

By the way, there's a very extensive discussion about abortion in the comments to yesterday's post about Condoleeza Rice, including lots of participation by me (starting about halfway down).

ADDED: Gestate?

18 comments:

edutcher said...

Something as simple as saying, "Hi", to the girl at the next desk (or cube) or striking up a chat with someone down the hall is better than sight unseen?

PS Maybe they gestate to a gestalt.

chickelit said...

Gestate?

verb, intransitive: to secretly ponder pregnant thoughts while longing for real life conception.

Jason (the commenter) said...

God forbid everyone you have a casual drink with doesn't agree with every single one of your own ideas!

EMD said...

I could never be friends with anyone who likes Dane Cook. That is just wholly unreasonable.

Why are women so shallow?

Jason (the commenter) said...

Alternate title: Extremely closed-minded people have trouble making friends.

Of course it sounds less obvious when you frame it as a "female" problem.

rhhardin said...

I found the work cafeteria breakfast table does best.

Those are people who come in early and so mostly like the work.

The Crack Emcee said...

Surprisingly, I'm friends with everyone at my job. It was effortless. Three of us went out for beers on Tuesday and had a great time.

Of course, I'm now in a job where you can get fuuuucked UP! if you're a (real not imagined) jerk, so it was likely to be that way.

I do fine when BS ain't allowed,...

jeff said...

Just to entertain the idea of a casual friendship with someone who doesn't agrees 100% with you? That's just crazy talk. Perhaps there could be a 1000 question survey they could fill out? No doubt the author is one of those tolerant people, so maybe just getting 97% would be high enough?

YoungHegelian said...

This is why guy friendships based on shared interest are easier to form than chick friendships based on shared secrets.

Guys friends actually consider doing stuff like getting up at 5:00AM to sit with a bird dog in a duck-blind in the freezing muck saying nary a word for hours on end to be not only FUN, but a bonding experience.

If you can bond through that, who gives a shit about political differences? I mean, as long as the guy doesn't steal your stuff or [bleep] your Mrs, it's cool.

Joe said...

which links to this NYT article.

Based on this and several other articles, it appears that New York City is full of insane people completely out of touch with reality.

SukieTawdry said...

The best way to meet people in a new city is to follow your own interests and join clubs and organizations where you will meet like-minded people (and it's not such a terrible thing to have a few friends who are not quite so like-minded). Doing volunteer work, whether charitable or political, is another path to forming friendships. In new locales, I formed most of my new friendships with people at work.

David said...

Oh, the angst. Just go have the damn drink.

David said...

Some of my best friends are political idiots. My brother, for example.

tiger said...

You know what? I've been reading variations of this story for 40 farking years! FORTY!!!

Farking women can't make friends?

What a load of crap.

As long as stories like this continue to treat women like children they will be children.

Jay said...

After reading this, anyone still want to argue women are more mature than men?

Freeman Hunt said...

Definitely the best abortion discussion I've had in a long time. Too bad, as we learn form this advice piece, we must all never want to speak to each other again.

Freeman Hunt said...

My husband and I try to find things we disagree about so as to hash them out. A perennial favorite is, "Can art that does not speak to truth ever be considered great art in the highest sense?"

Also, "Which one of us has morphed the most into Ned Flanders over the past ten years?"

Erika said...

Heavens, my bestie posts goddamn I Love Obama/Free the Oppressed shit all over her Facebook, and amazingly enough we love each other and have other things in common and can tolerate our differences.