Just because our desks are next to each other does not mean I want to spend every spare minute of my day hearing every detail about your urinary tract infection or whatever other pointless personal life story you wish to share, you ignorant, ignorant toad. You speak only to hear yourself talk, and you argue solely for the sake of arguing. Whether I agree or disagree with what you have just spent the past half hour talking about, you are guaranteed to spend at least twice as long repeating yourself after I had simply nodded my head or commented. “Realistically” you do not talk TO people, you talk AT them, because what you have to say is less an opinion, and more a fact.
And for Christ’s sake, when I have my iPod earphones in, it means I want you to shut the fuck up, not talk louder. I do not want to listen to you complain, or sigh, or whine, or bitch, or nag, or any of that other bullshit I have to deal with every day. You complain when you are busy, and you complain more when you are not. You help others only when it is beneficial to you, and the minute some sort of effort is required you disappear. Do not interrupt me, or anybody else for that matter, because it is more than likely that what you have to say is much less important and much more rude. Lastly I would like to send my condolences & regards to your significant other, who has tolerated all of this for much longer than I could ever bear. Mother Teresa’s got nothin’ on him.
—Princess Leia
This article appears in Aug 27 – Sep 2, 2009.
maybe you should move your seat….
Invite them on here, they’d fit right in…
😉
Why do women feel the need to talk about every little thing?
I don’t know kay, irrational?
Sounds like phone convos with my Mom.
Women tend to solve problems outside of their heads. Trying the internal approach can have a snowball affect and the problem leaches into other areas of our lives. (ever notice how an argument with your boyfriend makes your mother a fucking bitch?) Generally speaking, men go off to their “caves” to solve problems on their own. I think women blab on because they need to hear about the problem outside of their own heads before they can begin to solve.
Also, complaining makes me feel better but too much complaining has the opposite affect as the OP has pointed out.
I kind of agree Kay. Once I asked my Mom why she has to tell me every detail of her day and she said if she didn’t recount all the minor details she couldn’t remember the major ones. So as someone who often can’t recall what she did in the past 2 days, I guess I can understand that. God is it ever annoying though.
My God, my mom is the WORST for telling me every single detail of her boring-ass days at work! I think it is a female thing… just about every female I know has this trait.