I love talking to almost anyone working. But I never enjoyed the "with beer goggles everyone is funny and shares the favorite song and snack food identities." I don't watch TV so vast swaths of everyday banter creeps me out like a laugh track.
I have a hubristic desire to start well ordered and fed city monasteries free of TV, cars, booze and packaged food. Anyone can "have sex" or "watch the game" somewhere down the block out of the house. Cities are nice that way. A simple short weekly group reading and writing exercise keeps the illiterate criminals away. City costs of living are very low without cars, love nests and beach vacations. Overwhelming schedules of high culture is almost free in big cities. My nuttier idea is to fund it with both OSS and massage therapy contract work. We run a perpetual school and Kanban board for the hipster nerd monks.
I lived at a commune at Harvard. It was really lovely reading the WSJ, baking bread and playing bridge illuminated by stained glass windows. Sickness, aging and death take some assistance. The good life is not that hard. Samsara of householder life is hard.