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I would love to know how whispering as a mode of communication started. By its very nature, it means to keep information from the ears of others. Did Neanderthals whisper to one another behind Unga’s back that his cave drawings sucked ass? When the Revolutionary War was at its peak, do you think George Washington whispered to his top commanders that Craig shouldn’t be allowed to cross the Delaware River because his body odor was akin to that of a tarred and feathered Tory?
My own inclination towards the origin of whispering is that it arose with the advent of the cubicle. Invented in 1964 with the intention of “empowering” people, proving that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions, the cubicle has grown into a $3 billion industry. Gone were the days where you could slander a man and then challenge him to a duel. No, in that new, modern society, I surmise that we began to handle our affairs like civilized people: by talking shit about our co-workers behind their backs. If someone brought a lunch that smelled like road-kill, aggressively whisper to your cubicle neighbor Linda about it.
I’m fortunate enough to have gotten a job out of college that was somewhat related to my major. My hours are flexible, my pay is decent, and my co-workers are pretty decent to be around. But, like many other young graduates, the new experience of being in what is essentially a long hallway with ceiling high cubicles was a major adjustment for me. I learned after the first week that I needed to tone down my prolific swearing. As someone that used to use curse words extremely creatively, that took a bit of getting used to.
Even more difficult than adjusting my own behavior to suit the “cubicle culture” was dealing with the passive-aggressive whispering that lay behind each thin, grey, carpeted wall. Listen, I’m a naturally curious man and there are only so many podcasts out there to keep me occupied. I’m not fucking McGruff the Crime Dog, I can’t listen to any more True Crime stories. By default, I’m stuck listening to what my co-workers are whispering about, and honestly, as much as a curse whispering can be, it can provide some downright hog-wild entertainment.
Take today for example. Oftentimes, I’m stuck listening to my co-workers disparage fellow employees. Whether it be what a person wore that day, what someone brought to lunch, or just general shit talk, there is never a lack of belittlement around. But today, a day unlike any other, I was treated to some truly creative debasement. I was fortunate enough to be right next to a conversation about which employees would suck toes and eat ass. Oh my. How am I supposed to listen to that and not bust out laughing at the thought of my co-workers venturing down the dirt road?
It was, in a word, resplendent. Never have I before heard such immaculate reasoning as to why a certain employee assuredly takes frequent trips down Little Piggy Lane. Like lawyers before the Supreme Court, I got to hear the most flawless reasoning as to why they thought fellow co-workers grocery shopped extensively. Back and forth, the debate raged for 20 minutes before it simply got too heated to continue. I’m not into fetish shaming; I think people should engage in (mostly) whatever they want, but the conversation was honestly hilarious. If a rainy day can be brightened with some ass play discussion, I’m all for it.
And for all of the negativity that floats around office spaces, sometimes you really do just need a gem like that to get you through hump day. I’ve been treated to, and have engaged in, some buck-nasty discussions in the past ranging from sexual habits, to college escapades, to the social importance of memes, and I don’t think I could have carried on in such a difficult job if it weren’t for those discussions. Obviously, whispering has its downsides. I think excessively talking about people behind their back can lead to negativity in an office and almost certainly makes it difficult for people to come to work every day. But, done right, it can be the secret that unites employees against their bosses. With a creative twist, it can be the lighthouse in the fog of a person’s day. Let’s end #WhisperShaming..
Eavesdropping is all fun and games until you hear about Bob’s obsession with wearing diapers so he can watch an entire football game without going to the bathroom or how Mary in accounting uses the Tupperware she brought dessert in last week to soak her mom’s dentures
Bob sounds like he throws his TV down a flight of stairs once a season.
Can’t help but picturing tourettes guy throwing an old school tube television down some concrete apartment stairs.
Gotta toss in some headphones without any music playing so people think you’re zoned out and they open up more.
I heard my coworker talking shit about me for getting lunch beers. Sorry your life is boring kevin.
Being that your name is MedSchoolSucked, I hope those lunch beers weren’t before a shift in the hospital… In the words of Dr. Cox, “News flash, you can’t drink before coming to work… you’re not airline pilots”
Med school sucked so much I decided to study finance. So I still work at a hospital I’m just not a doctor.
Immediately thought of Christian on LOST
We have a 60-year old office manager that I’ve learned is a huge racist. Love overhearing his and another moron’s reasoning for why white people are just “naturally better people.”
My mom’s boss told her with a straight face that white people are scientifically proven to be smarter than “the blacks.” Absolutely horrifying.
Your mom should’ve asked for the “scientific proof”
Once overheard someone talking about not getting put all the way to sleep for a c section, apparently they could feel ripping while mostly unconscious. I kinda stopped eavesdropping after that.
I’m pretty sure you don’t get put to sleep during a c section, you’re just numb. I may be wrong, but I think I’m right here
Yeah, you 100% do not get put to sleep…
The 32509729057 reason why I am not ready for children.
Nurse here, you are correct. You’re numb and they put a sheet up around your neck so that you can’t see your uterus literally out of your body.
What if you want to see? They have clear sheets available for the thrill seeking mommy to be?
Hear me out Sharks…
Some hospitals will put up a sheet of plastic instead of a sheet, if you ask. Not sure why you’d want to, but whatever.
No idea but listening to someone describing the ripping feeling for a good 20 minutes made me nauseous
Eavesdropping is a blast when you are silent in your cube pretending not to be there. That’s when u hear the best gossip because coworkers believe nobody is listening in
I’m so nosy I live for this shit. No idea why but I’m always eavesdropping.
I work in a call center. It’s almost impossible to not eavesdrop.
Ever wish you could eavesdrop on management-only meetings? After hearing our partners spend more time arguing about where to locate the copier than talking about employee bonuses through our paper-thin walls, I stopped having that wish.