what about men?

I need to admit my fondness to listen to a man's talking more than a woman's blabbing. Okay, I am not stereotyping that all woman blabs. I am from that species too, mind you. And this blog proved my blabbing genes, what not!

Today is just another boring day at work. Boring, in my career context, means there are things to do but I choose to ignore them because I don't have then ooommmppphhhh to do it yet. I don't produce half quality output for the sake of producing. If I produce, I make sure it is out of good qualities. Are we talking genes here again?

Okay so I declared a boring day. Better go gia-gia to departments I am familiar with, hae a little with those people of same ethnic with me. I was stopped by a small group of OLs. They flagged me from far, acknowledging that I am welcomed to join their Hae Group Chat. Damn, how can I act like I am rushing to a meeting? *busted!

And when I light my first slim Ca, they started a conversation as if I was never there (then why flagged me?!?!?). They blab about who's who husband... Who's who boyfriend... What's new at store... What's off season and yet who's who still using it... Who's who getting married... Ding dong! Then they know I existed. But my soul was already drifting away as far as Takumi driving his AE86. Sleek, clean drift. Vrooooommm... Huh? Who's getting married? What, so soon? You'd better be kidding, pretty! And so I brushed them of with a few hypocritical ooohhhssss-aaahhhsss...and left the Group Chat.

And then I landed myself to Mars. They too flagged me from afar, but their body language only shows two fingers and wave it, the smoking sign. As I joined in and lighted another slim Ca (mind you, the previous was a waste!), there was total silence. We didn't talk, but there is a feeling like, "okay don't nee to say, we understand" kind of wavelength. Cool. #checkpoint: the ladies were blabbing straightaway.

And when someone breaks the silence, asked -- why such dark eye circles? Next time don't be hardworking so late la.... Everyone burst out laughing. Laughing mad. #checkpoint: this laugh was real

Guys don't like to victimize a subject for conversation. Usually, they will only prey on those in attendance. #checkpoint: ladies like to talk about people out of context, means talking behind people's backside. These tai-kors are also very straight to the point. Like they commented my lack of career line when I was wearing the V neck yesterday, I know they mean it. #checkpoint: the tai-ka-jehs gossips about people they pretend to be nice upfront. *fakers

But nevertheless, I know I have countless things about life and career wise that I need to learn from these tai-kors. If I look back, almost my entire job history requires me to mingle with men. I knew my very first bunch of big bad wolves in events era. Then the immobilizer company, all technicians and sales were men, smelly men. Then MAA, I trained insurance agents and most of them are arrogant men. Haha...all sorts. That's why; I am not-so-OL. good or bad thing, who gives a damn? It's my life and I lived it.

Summarily, men are quality conversationalist because they hardly talk. And when they talk, they get hard -- this is NOT my quote! I swear! *innocence

Thank you, a few hours passed and very soon my shining armor will come to save me from this cold boring dungeon. I will survive!