It is often hard to make new friends
In my experience two types of people I can count on to be friendly are Newfoundlanders and people involved in the martial arts. Newfies are warm and welcoming and martial artists are generally nice people who quickly embrace others in the field as if they were family. Today we met a man who turned out to be both, and though we met him in a shopping mall, I feel like we have a new friend.
We had gone to a large mall that we had not been to in many years and got confused as to where to find the food court. The signs pointed us in directions that didn't work, and when we back tracked, and tried again, they simply didn't make sense. My hubby approached a man and woman and asked if they knew where it was, and we were told to follow them as that was where they were going too. The reason we were confused was that you actually had to walk though the middle of a store to access the food court if you were already on that floor. From the floor below, it would have meant a simple ride up the escalator.
During that short walk through the store we discovered the man was the lady's father and that he had come from Newfoundland to visit with her. We also found out he had spent some time as a martial artist in the past and knew someone my hubby also knew. We parted ways and had our lunch.
Later, while shopping and exploring this huge mall we ran across them again, and stopped for another chat. Before parting we had his name and address and an e-mail address and a new friend. It was that easy.
I wish it always was.
Maybe I should go shopping for friends more often.
In my experience two types of people I can count on to be friendly are Newfoundlanders and people involved in the martial arts. Newfies are warm and welcoming and martial artists are generally nice people who quickly embrace others in the field as if they were family. Today we met a man who turned out to be both, and though we met him in a shopping mall, I feel like we have a new friend.
We had gone to a large mall that we had not been to in many years and got confused as to where to find the food court. The signs pointed us in directions that didn't work, and when we back tracked, and tried again, they simply didn't make sense. My hubby approached a man and woman and asked if they knew where it was, and we were told to follow them as that was where they were going too. The reason we were confused was that you actually had to walk though the middle of a store to access the food court if you were already on that floor. From the floor below, it would have meant a simple ride up the escalator.
During that short walk through the store we discovered the man was the lady's father and that he had come from Newfoundland to visit with her. We also found out he had spent some time as a martial artist in the past and knew someone my hubby also knew. We parted ways and had our lunch.
Later, while shopping and exploring this huge mall we ran across them again, and stopped for another chat. Before parting we had his name and address and an e-mail address and a new friend. It was that easy.
I wish it always was.
Maybe I should go shopping for friends more often.
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