« When First We Meet | Main | Snappy to It! »

2005.08.22

Comments

Bente

Oh geez, the talkers. A frustrating bunch to say the least. At least they gave you some funny post material. This cracked me right up. :)

michael

that's nothing! the other day i met this guy who was, like, way more of a talker than those people! i was...

oh, wait. sorry.

danielle

LOL haaaaaa!! funny story and my favorite has to be #1 LMAO!!!

ieatcrayonz

I'm sorry, did you say something?

Mrtl, I want to marry you in a civil union.

MrsDoF

I am very glad to be reading this today. I find myself as a Full-time student at the community college. I am usually the oldest person in the room, student or Instructor.
In every first session, so far, the syllabus talks about how many points count towards Attendance and Participation.
It seems that all the bs about "self-esteem" and "student expression" (that my sons had in grade school) has caught up and carried on into the college curriculum.
If my one class last semester was any indication, this will mean that students will be talking to get points, and not because there is something to add.
I am amused that even the teenager in your little group sighed with relief. The Talker must have been truly unpleasant.

Summer

Talkers. I hate 'em too.

(Ran into one yesterday at a convenience store and nearly attacked him with the hot dog tongs.)

eclectic

*heh* Harsh backatcha, but funny! Turbo talkers are a tough gig. I meet more than my fair share -- occupational hazard.

lawbrat

Talkers need to take a chill pill sometimes. Their ignorance is their bliss, and everyone elses hell.

sheryl

I'm not sure what you mean by "gay" shoes - colorful, I hope?

I agree with you that Talkers are hard to take. I've been supervising a Talker (one of the worst talkers I've ever encountered in my life, which is saying a lot since my mother is a schizophrenic with a motor mouth). He needs to discuss everything, and re-discuss. What drives me craziest is the way he has to repeat the same idea three times, not understanding that it is for his own benefit.

It's sad too, because we won't be hiring him permanently. He talks so much that he doesn't know how to listen, he can't retain instructions. I find the talking an ineffective way of trying to control situations, trying to assert dominance, allay the Talker's anxiety. He has toned it down but even so, I find him unbearable. And he's miserable with trying to be quiet.

Makes me want to work the night shift in a library.

mrtl

Bente - Major headaches on the train, but the laughs now make it bearable.

Michael - lol!

Danielle - woo hoo!

yonz - Where's my ring, bitch?

MrsDoF - All too often college is just that. If you can't spit back what the teacher gives, don't bother. It sucks.

Summer - Pictures??

eclectic - My apologies. Talkers in the workplace have got to be THE WORST!

Lawbrat - I can't figure what's worse: not being able to take the cues or being so damned loud.

Sheryl - Colorful and showy. (See this for an explanation.)

I can't imagine your daily horror. Aren't you doing work that requires good listening skills?? Gah!

Von Krankipantzen

I wonder what causes a Talker to evolve. Is it an overindulged childhood where they are told everything that comes out of their mouths is riviting or a lifetime of being ignored? Or is it genetic? But there is one in every office isn't there?

mrtl

Kranki - ::tapping into my inner Dr. Phil:: Sometime, somewhere, the Talker got some payoff for the behavior.

lori

My ex fit every one of those to a T. I don't know how I managed 10 years. Now I can't stand to be around him. Mememememmememememmememe. Arggh. The worst is when we'd do parent/teacher conf's for the girls (post marriage). I finally had to schedule them separately so I could get a word in and not have it all be about "Oh, *I'm* a substitute teacher, blah, blah".

LadyBug

::now wondering if I am, in fact, a Talker::

suburban misfit

It's the lack of a social filter.

My boy is a talker, and we're trying to beat it out of him...oh, wait, I *mean* we're trying to *teach* it out of him.

It's exhausting.

ieatcrayonz

Look, woman! I've got yer ring right here.

mrtl

Lori - Ten years would be harsh.

LadyBug - Granted, I've never talked to you, but I wouldn't peg you for one. You seem to be a wonderful listener, and a great empathizer.

There are other types of talkers (note the lower casing of that), like nervous talkers (uncomfortable in social situations) and perky talkers (too much energy to switch off the mind, to borrow yet more lyrics from The The). To be a true Talker, you'd have to meet all ten requirements above.

yonz - Thanks, honey. That'll look real nice on my wang. Did you get a matching one for you?

cat

I am a recovering talker...
Wait. Or is that "teacher"?
Damn it. I keep messing those up.

mrtl

Cat - I understand the confusion. Hard to withstand the draw of the pulpit.

eclectic

Silly mrtl...you can't apologize! I laughed my tummy sore because of your good-natured "harsh"-ness! It's just good to know that I'm not the only one.

mrtl

Eclectic - Is that an eclectic workout? bitch.

little sister

Cracking me up!

Your 'talker criteria' list is impressive. I'm printing a copy to carry with me at all times....several copies. ;-)


mrtl

little sister - You'd have to add something to it like "You are a Talker." Talkers don't know they're Talkers.

The comments to this entry are closed.

About Me


  • My name is mrtl. I'm now living in South Carolina with mister mrtl and our beautiful daughters, Bug and Jem.

    South Carolina is hot. Click for the latest Sumter weather forecast.

    Email can be sent to mrtland at gmail dot com.

    I'm such a BAIB!
    Blogging at its Best Award

    Listed on BlogShares

Google Ads


Blog powered by TypePad
Member since 01/2005