Question about people in Denver please. (Colorado Springs, Mead: school, college, military)

[Eric81]

Hi, I am wondering if people up in Denver tend to be "socially disconnected" with regards to wanting to make new friends, date, etc. In other words, do people up in Denver try their hardest to avoid eye contact with strangers and avidly avoid trying to make new friends, etc? What I have just described is very prevalent amongst the residents down here in Colorado Springs. I currently attend PPCC here in Colorado Springs and the folks that I attend classes with (minus the faculty) are some of the most unfriendly and stuck up people that I have been around in my entire life. So, to get to the point, I have a very important decision approaching with regards to where I am going to attend my last years of college. I can either move up to Denver and attend CU-Denver for my chosen program OR I can move down to Austin, TX and attend UT since they are now giving ex-military folks such as myself in state tuition. I really want to move to the city that has the friendliest people between the two aforementioned cities. I really hope that I don't get into trouble with the mods for saying this, but the women in this city (to include out in public and in school) will not even give a guy the time of day. In fact, just yesterday I tried to make eye contact with a lady in the store (who obviously wasn't married and wasn't wearing a ring) by simply smiling at her and she refused to make eye contact with me. I honestly just do not get the people or the culture here in Colorado. I had a couple of friends at my former workplace who were both from MN (I'm from the southeast) and they noticed the same things about the people here that I am mentioning to you all in this thread. So, I know that I am not crazy or that it is just "all in my head".

[Mike from back east]

A shame that women don't throw themselves at our feet; they obviously fail to see the towering awesomeness of the male species. I've been trying for years to find the nirvana where women have low expectations and worship the ground I walk on. Many years ago, I watched The Stepford Wives over and over, tears of joy flowing, nay, cascading down my rosy, boyish cheeks like the mighty Columbia torrentially flowing down from Canada. Alas, I've yet to find such fertile fields.

Best of luck in your search, write if you find the happy land of Beaver Meadows.