Sometimes, I am scared to ask a question because I know I will get more than I bargained for. I will get an earful that is unnecessary and ridiculously long. Where a simple yes or no will suffice, I will have at least three to five sentences of explanation.
Look people, it’s not rocket science. It really isn’t.
There are people who like to talk, who love to talk and then there is me. I don’t like to talk. Not like that anyway. I have my moments.
When I am trying to get work done, I like to seat quietly at my desk with music blaring out ma speakers and work away. That is not an invitation to chat. It is an invitation for you to leave me alone.
But no. Not my coworker. She doesn’t know when to talk and when to bask in the silence. She hates silence. She cannot stand being quiet with her thoughts. She will talk all day if given the chance.
I merely asked if *Mr. Jake called the office today. A simple yes or no would suffice. I got more than I asked for.
“No he did not call. The only phone that rung is the blue one. When the big phone rang, it was quiet and I thought it was *Bernard because there was heavy breathing on the other side and then silence. You know how when Mr. Jake calls, there is always noise in the background, like people screaming? Yeah, there was no noise this time just heavy breathing. And I did what you told me last time, I didn’t hang up immediately, I waited but there was just silence.”
Phew! A simple yes or no is really all I needed to hear. I do not understand why I had to get that whole explanation.
If I do not really know you, chances are my responses will be limited to yes or no unless I am required to provide more information. That’s just who I am. And I like it that way. It keeps me sane.
What makes me insane on the other hand is when I am enjoying a song, singing along and you feel that this is the perfect moment to have a discussion on said song.
But why would you ruin my moment like that? Can I just enjoy this one song that I absolutely love and must absolutely sing along to?
Lord I pray for patience. As others have tolerated me, allow me to tolerate others. Amen.
Silver lining; Its Friday
*Jake and Bernard are not real names 🙂