
Have you ever noticed how some people just have to tell you every thing in their life? It is not that I don't care, I just don't want to know everything about other people. Some things are best kept private.
I'd add to that list:
Refrain from telling and re-telling pointless stories about your children. I LIKE children. I HAVE a (grown-up) child. However -- I used to work with a woman who needed absolutely no excuse to insert her kid's name at every available opportunity:
"I see you're eating ice cream. Jack LOVES ice cream."
"You're going to buy a CD player? Jack has to go to bed with his CD player every night!"
"Jack is so funny. Today he didn't want to get in the car to go to day care!"
Ugh. Eventually, when I heard yet another Jack story, I'd mutter to myself, "Jack off!"
It is hard to avoid the proud parent sometimes.
That's a good one. I'll add it to the list on m Squidoo lens where I am compiling responses.
Just don't use my name, Roger . . . (gulp). Like a fool, when I signed up for Newsvine, I made the mistake of NOT creating a phony moniker for myself. Now all anyone has to do is Google on my name and all my opinions (thoughtful and not-so), come up in a flash, plastered all over the Internet. Sigh.
:-]
Great article! File it under "too much information"! ;)
How about this for too much information...when people share their sexual escapades in the office. I cannot imagine any profession, other than professional sex worker, in which this type of sharing would be remotely appropriate. Even when I worked in a sexual health awareness center there never seemed to be a time when sharing one's own rendezvouses of the previous night (or any night for that matter) were acceptable. Unfortunately, I have worked with people who thought it was okay to share this kind of information within earshot of others and it was quite disturbing. That's the kind of thing best kept between friends and family; and if you work with friends then share it when you're at the bar or somewhere - ANYWHERE - other than work.
Yeag, I just can't look at someone the same way when they tell me some stuff. One guy at work told us about nearly going home with a dude dressed like a woman. Of course, the next day he had a bunch of pictures of transvestites plastered all over his cube.
Oh, definitely. That's one for the list, too. Sexual Encounters, Positions and Closet Kinkiness.
Actually, I always end up feeling somewhat inadequate after one of those tell-all sessions.
:-O
You're in Easy Mode. If you prefer, you can use XHTML Mode instead. |