MWF Seeking BFF by Rachel Bertsche

Author:Rachel Bertsche [Bertsche, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9780345524959
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2011-12-20T08:00:00+00:00

On a Sunday night—or, actually, Monday morning—a few months back, I went on my first sign-up binge. I’d recently learned about MeetUp.com, a website that bills itself as the world’s largest network of social groups. Their mission is to “revitalize local community and help people around the world self-organize.” Basically, you register (for free), sign up for groups that interest you, and attend meetings as you see fit. With about eighty thousand local meetups, you’re pretty much guaranteed to find something appealing no matter how offbeat your passion. A quick search of my neighborhood turned up a gathering of tantra lovers; a group dedicated to raising awareness of hula hoopers, fire performers, and poi (consider them a success: I am now aware that poi is a performance art out of New Zealand, which consists of swinging a cord with balls on either end of it, sort of like nunchucks); a golf club; and a collection of Chicago webmasters. In a matter of minutes I signed up for five groups: 20 and 30 Somethings Chicago, The Chicago Children’s Literature Meetup Group, Chicago Cooking Chicks, The Chicago Cooking Lite Supper Club, and Read the Classics—The 1001 Books Challenge.

This enrollment rampage took place at 1 A.M., high time for my most ambitious—or ill-advised—decisions. (Many an overemotional email—or worse still, crazy-girl phone call—has been sent in the middle of the night. There’s something about lack of sleep that once made me think it was okay to show up late-night at Matt’s dorm and wake him up so we could “have a talk about where we are.” My sanity has returned in the time since that sophomore year debacle, but I’d still do well to be cut off from the world after midnight.) The next morning, with the clear head of a decent night’s sleep, it was obvious that the reading groups weren’t my most brilliant idea. As much as I’d love to devour all 1001 books to read before I die, doing so on top of the two book clubs I’m already committed to might just kill me sooner. The 20 and 30 Somethings, which apparently had almost fifteen hundred members and entailed mostly happy hours, seemed a little broad and unfocused. If I wanted to gather with a mass of perfect strangers at a bar, I’d just go to a bar. Better to focus my energy on the cooking groups. Food—making it, not eating it—is a personal interest not currently serviced by this quest. From a strictly self-serving standpoint, it makes the best sense.

The Cooking Chicks’ upcoming meeting worked with my schedule and I loved that it was a brand-new group. The meeting to which I RSVP’d was the inaugural gathering, so I wouldn’t be walking into a bunch of already-established friendships and inside jokes about feeling fried or salad tossing. From the online profile photos, the Chicks looked like a younger crowd, while the Supper Club women seemed primarily in their forties. Chicks it would be.

A few weeks later, Matt dropped me

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