When I first stumbled upon achatroom.co.uk which was to be my main chat site I was sat down for evening enjoying a nice bottle of white wine. My date was late so I thought I would kill some time. I initially spent some time looking for chat sites but to no avail any looked appealing. Eventually one stood out at the second page of Google so I entered the site. I couldn't believe that these places could be so busy so I sat and watched the chat room main wall scrolling with people talking about all sorts. The conversations it seemed initially appeared incoherent but I sat and watched the wall scrolling I could see a number of different conversations happening all at once. How on earth could anyone keep up with so much rambling in once place. To the side of this busy main wall there was a userlist with a myriad of usernames and numbers identifying human individuals sat in the comfort of their own homes, like me. It felt odd to think of people sat there on their sofas or armchairs typing away to other people in a frantic but controlled environment. Some people knew each other which was very clear from the outset and others simply entered the chat room with a mundane and unresponsive 'hello' to not always a nice reply. Those that persisted usually ended in conversation. My initial words into the chat room was 'hi' and perhaps, and more than likely, because I am female - I received more attention than the males looking for ladies to chat with. This was the beginning of what was going to be my new addiction, apart from the white wine that is. So every Saturday evening the TV was switched on and I logged into my favorite chat site achatroom.co.uk and sat down to enjoy people talking in deep conversation and with a lot of laughter the evening went on to sometimes 1am. This suited me and although I felt slightly sad at the thought of my friends being out on the town, I actually preferred this secret life that no one knew of.
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A Chatters Place
General FictionA first time experience of the not always so great chat rooms