<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067334552487313085</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:47:14.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in a Familiar Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anonymouslyfamous7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2067334552487313085/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anonymouslyfamous7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826462555070440803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067334552487313085.post-6355492732739101031</id><published>2007-10-29T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T20:22:15.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Come - Easy Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I think the title really speaks for itself -- as you will soon understand.  But, first things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.  My name is Dustin.  I'm 26 years old, a recent college graduate, and  I find myself in a new location - a couple hundred miles from the place I last called home - embarking on a journey that has yet to be beneficial.   Oh, I admit, not everything about the move has been negative.  My job has its perks.  Monday-Friday, no weekends or Holidays.  That's good stuff.  However,  making friends has become somewhat of a challenge.  Well, not so much making friends and meeting people as much as retaining those friendships.  People here are strange.  Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week I was here I met someone who seemed like a nice guy.  We hung out a couple times and I thought I was going to have a new friend.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unbeknown to me, this was going to be short lived.  As you can imagine, with any new job, it takes time to learn policy and procedure.  I spent the first week working longer hours than needed to insure what I was doing was correct.  Finally, the weekend rolled around and I called this "so called friend" to see if he wanted to chill.  Apparently he had deleted my contact information because "that's what I do when I don't hear from people in a long time."  Wow.  One week.  Didn't know that constituted an eternity.  Not a huge deal -- I got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next weekend I decided to see what the night life in this city held.  Well, good news - or so I thought.  I went to the bar, met a couple guys who invited me to run around with them.  We had a great time.  That's when I found out that neither of them lived in the area, they were just visiting for the weekend, and thus, I was back to square one.  A little discouraged, I decided not to let this get me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month filtered by and I spent a lot of time at home by myself.  Hitting the chat rooms on occasion - I know, how cliche - eventually I met a new group of people.  A guy and his 2 lady friends.  They were nice.   We all met at a pizza bar one evening and just had a nice time talking -- getting to know each other.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm thinking to myself  "great, people that can help me network." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The next few weeks passed and occasionally I joined them at their pad for company and conversation.  That too was short lived.  As quickly as it came, it went.  I messaged them and continuously got the same response: we need to hang out soon.  But that was it.  It's now been 3 weeks and I haven't heard a word from any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began wondering if maybe it was me.  Was I saying something or doing something that pushed them away from me?  Is there a black cloud hovering over my head that warns people to keep their distance?  No, that's certainly not the case.  I'm a nice guy -- I have many friends -- I'm a good person.  I refuse to let it be me.  So, it's back to the beginning.  It's time to take a different approach.  I don't quite know what that approach will be, but I will not let this streak of bad luck get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2067334552487313085-6355492732739101031?l=anonymouslyfamous7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anonymouslyfamous7.blogspot.com/feeds/6355492732739101031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2067334552487313085&amp;postID=6355492732739101031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2067334552487313085/posts/default/6355492732739101031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2067334552487313085/posts/default/6355492732739101031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anonymouslyfamous7.blogspot.com/2007/10/easy-come-easy-go.html' title='Easy Come - Easy Go'/><author><name>Dustin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826462555070440803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
