LOUD TALKIN’
I’ve been told, I’m one of THEM
& I’ve been advised to never, EVER answer my cellular device whilst shopping or trail walking or when I find myself in any and all populated spaces, because people will hear the total totality of my rambling words.
Oh, STOP.
I KNOW I’m not THAT bad !
errr
Am I ??
Apparently, yes.
Yes, I am.
I am a LOUD telephone talker
so, um, maybe it’s best if I just call you later.
shhhh.
Not long ago, Husband and I visited a busy building, where private business is often exchanged.
There we were, waiting patiently, quietly yappin’ to the other waiting-in-liners when Mr. So and So’s number was called
& as he marched himself up to the desk, I whispered, yay. we’re next !
Turns out, Mr. So and So was one of THEM,
a LOUD talker.
He proceeded to share each and every detail of his super important stuff to every single everybody in that room
& you can’t call it eavesdropping,
or, I suppose you can.
But how does one not listen when someone vocalizes so very LOUD ?
So yeah, we heard.
We allllll heard
& boy, did he have some complicated biz.
shhhh.
I noticed something recently.
No, actually, I’ve re-noticed.
It’s a pet peeve, one of my long ago, forgotten biggies.
It’s resurfaced while spending sweet, quality time with a thisclose to 3 months old cutie
& I’m just wondering, is it me ? or do sounds seem to MAGNIFY when a child is snoozing.
Like the neighbor’s dog barking in the distance
or that creaky door
or a perfectly timed ah-chooooo …
or
THE LOUD TALKER who just happens to TALK LOUD at that very moment.
gaaaaa
shhhh.
Shhhh.
JUST. SHHHH.
Oh LOUD TALKERS, you’re sometimes misunderstood, but I love you. I get you. I quite often AM you
& you and your enunciation-s can have the stores,
the parks,
all the crowded places of the world
& everywhere in between.
Just please, PLEASE not around the sleeping babies
ok ?
ok.
♥
shhhhhhhhhhhh
🙂