About

Hi. Welcome to the Project Southsea blog. Thanks for stopping by.

Project Southsea is what my housemates and I christened our home when we moved in throughout March 2012. My housemates do not have any input on this site though, so this is essentially my blog. I will take this opportunity to introduce myself to you…

You can call me J. I am a young man, now into my mid 20’s, who currently works as a Recruitment Consultant, which I have done since graduating uni. I live with my brother as well as my best friend in a house in Southsea, Portsmouth.

I consider myself relatively average on all fronts. For example, I am not sure you would notice me if we walked past each other in the street, well maybe if I am wearing my glasses. You see I have been told I resemble Artie from Glee when I have them on (google him if you don’t understand the reference…i’ll wait).

A drunk woman, presumably in her 40’s, who was smoking outside Kingsley’s in Southsea caught eyes with me once whilst I was walking past her and shouted (to no one in particular) “where’s Wallace?”. It took me a a solid 10 minutes of dissecting the encounter in my head before I realised she meant Where’s Wally. I assume she was inferring that I look like Wally from the Where’s Wally books (I don’t think I do. Even if I did I doubt I could pull off his famous Red and White striped look). By the time I had worked this all out I was indoors and she had mostly likely gone back to drinking and dancing. Therefore my come-back of “erm…you probably ate him” (she was a larger lady you see) had lost all impact.

Anyways, back to me. Whilst I happen to enjoy my life very much, it does seem that the past couple of years have seen me stumble from one awkward social encounter to the next. I have decided to use this blog as a means of sharing them with the world in the hope that I can make sense of them. I also hope that my misfortune brightens your day.

Please feel free to share any similar tales of social failure. It would make me feel a lot better about the world to know that I am not alone in having regular uncomfortable encounters.