My Story
I can't make new friends.
That's the thing I couldn't say out loud for a long time. I've got people I've known for years — but after college I spent a decade away from home, Atlanta and then Nashville, and I could not figure out how to meet anyone new. Was it me? Was it just the wrong environment?
It's not that people are unfriendly, or that I'm not outgoing. It's that there's nowhere everyone's on the same page. That's the part nobody talks about — you can be in a room full of people and still have no idea if any of them are looking for what you're looking for, or struggling with the same thing you are.
Plus it's pretty awkward as a nearly 30-year-old asking "can I be your friend?" I was always willing to put myself out there for it — but in the wrong environment, it's still awkward as hell.
So I built the thing I needed. Tell me your city and what you're into, and I'll connect you with people nearby — and hopefully get everyone together once there's a big enough community in your area. First round's on me.
I'm just trying to take some of the awkwardness out of making truly new friends as an adult. One guy putting himself out there to help people struggling with the same thing — in a world where forced community isn't so available anymore.
Maybe you just took a job out of state, or got relocated somewhere you've never lived. The city's new, and so is everything else — no community to lean on, no one who already knows your name. I was that person. Your Locker Room is waiting.
Welcome to Find Your Locker Room. I'm happy you're here.
— Chase
What a Locker Room Is
A locker room isn't a place. It's the group of people who already know your name when you walk in. The ones who notice when you don't show up.
Most of us had that once. A team, a dorm floor, a friend group that just existed. Then life moved you somewhere new — or even just a new part of town — and nobody tells you how quiet it can get. And if you work fully remote, you don't even get the coworkers. You have a partner, maybe. You have people you "should really grab a drink with." And you have a Friday night where you're not sure who to text.
Because you can't really walk up to someone at 30 and say "hey, can I be your friend?" Nobody does that. So nobody does anything.
I know. I lived that in Atlanta. I lived it again in Nashville which is what brought me here.
Here's how it works. You fill out a profile. Not a dating-app profile — just where you are, what you're into, and what you're actually looking for. I read every single one myself. When I've got people in your area who fit — I'll connect you, if you want. And when a few of you are ready to meet up, first round's on me.
Real talk: that takes people in the same area raising their hand. I hope they do. And if you're the first one in your city, you're not stuck waiting — I'll connect you online with people who are into the same stuff, again if you and they want. Either way, you're not a team of one anymore.
No swiping, no algorithm, no small talk, no guessing whether the other person wants the same thing. Everyone here already raised their hand. That's the whole point.
How I Keep the First Round Free
The shirts. Every one is pressed by hand by my girlfriend and her mom — except any bad ones, those were me. She was employee #1, by the way- compensated for her amazing work.
A portion of every shirt sold goes straight toward a meetup, or someone's first drink. So when you wear it, you're not wearing a logo. You're the reason somebody's first drink didn't cost them anything.
And if someone across the bar is wearing one too, well. Now you've got something to talk about.
Know Someone Riding the Bench?
You do. Everyone does. Send them this page. Not the app, not a screenshot — this page, so they read the part where I said I'd read theirs myself.
And if that someone is you — if you got to the bottom of this and thought "yeah, that's me" — you're not alone in it. I was you. Some days I still am. That's not a line, it's the reason this site exists. Shoot me a message. I answer every one.
If you want to see how this actually goes — the meetups, the misses, the stuff that works — follow along.
Still Reading?
Then you're probably who I built this for. Tell me your city and what you're into — I'll do the rest.
Find Your Locker Room