Useless Banter
Some call it sharing. Some call it visiting. Some call it fellowship. Some may even call it a necessary part of human interaction. Me? For the most part I call it useless banter, endless chatter that racks every core of my being.
What is it that makes most humans in need of chit-chat? You know what I mean if you are now nodding your head or shouting “no kidding!” out loud. What is so hard about sitting with others or standing around and not saying anything unless it has some sort of meaning.
Don’t tell me about your busy morning washing clothes. Don’t share that stupid story over and over again about dh’s fishing day. And most of all, I don’t want to hear about your latest aches and pains or hypochondriac moanings! This last bit annoys me to no end. We all have certain physical failings as we get older, but by god I am not going to discuss them to any nearby ear. I don’t care how close we are. Deal with it or don’t, but keep it to yourself.
My feet hurt if I go barefoot too long. My back is in chronic pain. My neck is degenerating with arthritis. My hands hurt so bad when the weather turns that it’s hard to type sometimes. Who cares!!! No one, but me so I don’t opt to share in casual conversation what I don’t want to hear from you.
Please can’t someone come up with a way to teach more self-awareness so that those that feel the need to chatter on endlessly can curb their incessant urges.
Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m the one with the problem. Maybe that’s why I choose my computer over book clubs and girl’s night out. Maybe that’s why I prefer shopping alone. Maybe that’s why I will be taking yet another trip by myself in the next week or so.
Give me silence. Give me my need for observation over conversation. Give me relief from those who seem to think I care what banter of the day comes to voice.
Chit-chat is so over rated and the next time I get a voice mail that states, “just wanted to chit chat, call me” I will delete their number from my phone.
Okay, so maybe their is an underlying reason for this post. Maybe I’ve had it up to the proverbial boiling point with constant interruption of quietness. Just take heed people and learn some self control. Don’t think you have to speak every thought in your head or discuss you daily doldrums.
And please, please don’t think everyone wants to hear about your bunion or problematic hemorrhoids. I would rather discuss how annoying you are and risk losing a relationship than politely nod while you banter on.
Soooooooooo, enough about that! I know you all are just chomping at the bit to see some pics of last Sunday’s bash. Well, I promise to get those up later today.
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Agree! And the sad part of it all, is that people open their mouths just to say something or ‘keep the conversation going,’ by talking about other people’s lives. Useless banters can get that really ‘low.’ :p
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I think people are afraid of silence. They perceive silence as a form of rejection or bad feeling – so they want to fill the vacuum. I’ve always been comfortable being quiet. Some people aren’t I guess.
Tim, I suppose I’m one to prefer silence and solitude over the other.
Who cares? I do, Lisa.
You can tell me about your aches and pains anytime.
I do cherish silence though. As much as I love music, I often will just choose nothing instead. I raised 4 rambunctious kidlets, noise was a constant. So peace and quiet are welcome companions.
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