I went to Fleet Feet on Saturday to buy shoes. This is the same store the “Diva Night” was in where there were several women who I creeped out with my friend-making techniques. I walked in on Saturday and one of the employees was immediately, “You went to Diva Night!” and I was all, “Um…yeah.” Did she remember me because I was shadowing all of the other women and giving off stalker vibes? Probably.
Contrary to that night, however, I got to talking to a few of the women working in the store and it was so easy! And comfortable! I didn’t feel awkward or anything. As a matter of fact, one of the girls who works there went to college where I did. Hell, she even knew some of the same people I did! I was making friends!
AND THEN…(this is where it gets weird)…a couple walked into the store. The guy was wearing the race-day shirt that I was wearing. It was from that morning at a race that was held 80 miles away, yet here he was in Huntsville at the same shoe store I was. AND THEN…I realized he and his wife were the runners I paced myself with the entire race! So, we got to talking and they live in Boaz and help host a 10K there they were encouraging me to go run. I was a friend-making maniac. I WAS UNSTOPPABLE!
Of course, I left the store asking ZERO of those people their names. I also didn’t find out when the race in Boaz is, nor did I find out anything else about that girl who I share mutual friends with. So, my friend-making skills are kinda like Cinderella’s coach…they only last a short while before they become useless.
But – it’s a step. Now if I see these people again I can be all casual and, “I didn’t get your name last time…” And if I practice every day, maybe it won’t sound too creepy and stalker-like.