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The Fast Set

I’m a fairly solitary person, happy with my own company with a few close friends. Friends have tended to come from work (though I find I get along better with people when I don’t work with them! I’m sure they think the same about me!). But once I move on, the friendships become more distant. Except for Mr J who is my best friend, of course, and we met through work. We don’t work for the same organisation anymore (see note above!).

I have a friend at work who keeps me in touch, shares the gossip and from time to time I've been out for a drink with her and the younger work set. (I love that word ‘set’ – wish we were the ‘fast set’.) So now she’s invited me for a drink and dinner then after to a pub where a colleague’s band will be playing. I know I should try to make more friends but all I want to do is go home on Friday after work. I’m going to lose the opportunity. It’s not that I want her as my Best Friend Forever and I’m sure the invitation for a drink will come again (she’s a great one for a drink). However, I feel out of practice. I hardly drink much anymore and can’t remember the last time I danced. Unfortunately, Mr J and I got together under the influence of alcohol and bad dancing so maybe that’s a good thing.

I’m a stay at home, watch the telly and do some knitting kind of girl now. I feel like an old, daggy fogey. My work friend is a false nails, get glammed up to go out kind of girl who can drink anyone under the table. I’m not a ‘girlfriend’ kind of girl. I don’t do phone calls, coffee with the girls. I think the thing is I feel like I won’t have anything to talk about with this crowd. And I'm not in the same league dress-wise.

Can I also add that I’ve writing this at work when I should be creating a poster for an event. Trust me, I’m no designer but noone else is going do it unless you want an enormous font and clipart frenzy. I don't know where to start! Gah!