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Women, rambling, and listening (1 Viewer)

What percentage of what your wife says do you actually listen to?

  • 100% - I'm basically a chick

    Votes: 1 2.5%
  • 100% - I'm afraid of my wife

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • 76 - 99%

    Votes: 9 22.5%
  • 51 - 75%

    Votes: 17 42.5%
  • 26 - 50%

    Votes: 12 30.0%
  • 1 - 25%

    Votes: 1 2.5%
  • 0% - I stopped listening to the wife a long time ago

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Total voters
    40

Willie Whistle

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Yesterday, a female coworker started talking to me about work related matters and then continued to drone on into her personal matters. She's the type of person who if you ask what time it is she'll tell you where she bought her watch, the designer, and what outfits it matches best with rather than just looking at the damn watch and giving you the damn time. Despite me giving numerous "Aha" and "Alright then" answers during her ramble that any person with social awareness would understand as "I got it. You can stop talking now"; this lady continued to drone and drone. So while she continued to ramble, I pretended to listen but also started doing other work. She then stopped mid-ramble and said, "I guess I'm talking to myself then."

I explained to my coworker that I was still listening. I was just selective listening. I told her it was nothing personal and that I do it all the time to my wife. My wife will often accuse me of not listening (because I'm not really), but then my wife is amazed that I can regurgitate everything she said despite looking like my mind is elsewhere (because it is). I let my coworker know that its basically a trait that we men have had to adapt to survive and if ladies could just tighten up the conversation a little we wouldn't be forced into the selective listening situation.

Today, another female coworker who overheard the previous day's conversation told me I was sexist. At least I think she said 'sexist', but, admittedly, I stopped listening midway through her rant.

 
Doing this at work really seems like a bad idea.
BOSS: Alright, so what happened here you two?LADY: I was away from my desk trying to talk to Willie about matters completely unrelated to work when Willie went back to doing the work you pay him for right in the middle of me speaking.

WILLIE: That's true, sir. I was trying to get back to the work you pay me for rather than listening to long personal tales during work hours.

BOSS: I think I know which way I'm going to side on this one.

 
Listening to women at work is silly unless you are single and want to bang them. They are usually just Admins so who cares what they have to say so long as they fetch your coffee as soon as you come in every morning.

 
Doing this at work really seems like a bad idea.
BOSS: Alright, so what happened here you two?LADY: I was away from my desk trying to talk to Willie about matters completely unrelated to work when Willie went back to doing the work you pay him for right in the middle of me speaking. This really hurt my feelings, because just yesterday the same thing happened with my boyfriend. I was telling him how I thought we should plan a vacation to Spain while he was watching some show about dragons and swords and stuff. You know the one? I think the guy from New Amsterdam is in it. Anyway, I always really wanted to go to Spain. A bunch of my girlfriends went to Gibralter for spring break one year, but I couldn't go, because I was having surgery on my ACL. I had torn it running track the year before, but I didn't get the surgery then because my parents wanted to fly me home so that I could get it done by this one doctor they knew from church. He was supposed to be really good, and I guess he was because I was up and walking again with no pain a couple weeks later. I never really got the range of motion back that I had before, and I didn't go out for track the next year. That was also the year I started a new job at KinderZone. They were a daycare center back in Miami, and...

BOSS: Uh-huh.
 

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