Witsy's Why Women Wednesday
Witizens,
I'm back to business at my scheduled time. I'm feeling well rested after my two days off, so my mind is sharp, well, sort of. Anyhow, on this Wednesday, I shall ask, Women, why do we love love love to gossip? I mean, we women really eat that shit up. I'm sure men gossip too, but it goes a little something like this: "Yo, you know Phil is fucking Mike's ol' girl, Stacy.... What?! Son" Anyhow, it's over in like 5 minutes, tops. Women will sound a little more like this: "Oh my God! I have to tell you the most outrageous thing. Okay, you remember Stacey right? She went out with Brian, Mark, and Philip in middle school, and she fucked like five football players in high school. I think she got an abortion too. Anyway, she's fucking Mike Sanders one week AND now Philip Scott! Can you believe it? Let me start at the beginning...."
I'm aware that there are more differences amongst women/men than there are differences between men and women, but gossiping is totally different between the sexes. Women, Why are we obsessed with other peoples' affairs? Why do we behave as if our family/friends/coworkers woes are better than reality T.V.? And to top it all off, the juicier and more outrageous, the better!!! Men just keep it general, but we women love to know/tell the ENTIRE story... From the rooter to the tooter. Women, why are we hell-bent on knowing other people's business? And then why do we spread it around?
Women... Are we cunning and ruthless? Do we love to see misery in others' lives and love to spread it? Or are our minds constantly inquiring, and we simply want to know... And we'd like others to know also? Why, oh why do we gossip about real life drama like it's a new VH1 series? Why do we love it so?
I'll admit that I'm currently in the throws of a gossip session with my two favorites, Will Work For Shoes and Rogue Scholar; however, it's more humorous than back-stabbing. If you've never heard Will Work For Shoes excitedly tell you a piece of juicy gossip, then it's totally your loss. She gets so animated that it's hard to resist getting caught up in the story. Yet, we aren't telling the rest of the free world; it's just between us girls. As for why we enjoy it so, I can only guess it's reassuring us that we're not gauche or crazy. Well, not too gauche or crazy. Hehe...
Truly,
Not~So~Cosmo
I'm back to business at my scheduled time. I'm feeling well rested after my two days off, so my mind is sharp, well, sort of. Anyhow, on this Wednesday, I shall ask, Women, why do we love love love to gossip? I mean, we women really eat that shit up. I'm sure men gossip too, but it goes a little something like this: "Yo, you know Phil is fucking Mike's ol' girl, Stacy.... What?! Son" Anyhow, it's over in like 5 minutes, tops. Women will sound a little more like this: "Oh my God! I have to tell you the most outrageous thing. Okay, you remember Stacey right? She went out with Brian, Mark, and Philip in middle school, and she fucked like five football players in high school. I think she got an abortion too. Anyway, she's fucking Mike Sanders one week AND now Philip Scott! Can you believe it? Let me start at the beginning...."
I'm aware that there are more differences amongst women/men than there are differences between men and women, but gossiping is totally different between the sexes. Women, Why are we obsessed with other peoples' affairs? Why do we behave as if our family/friends/coworkers woes are better than reality T.V.? And to top it all off, the juicier and more outrageous, the better!!! Men just keep it general, but we women love to know/tell the ENTIRE story... From the rooter to the tooter. Women, why are we hell-bent on knowing other people's business? And then why do we spread it around?
Women... Are we cunning and ruthless? Do we love to see misery in others' lives and love to spread it? Or are our minds constantly inquiring, and we simply want to know... And we'd like others to know also? Why, oh why do we gossip about real life drama like it's a new VH1 series? Why do we love it so?
I'll admit that I'm currently in the throws of a gossip session with my two favorites, Will Work For Shoes and Rogue Scholar; however, it's more humorous than back-stabbing. If you've never heard Will Work For Shoes excitedly tell you a piece of juicy gossip, then it's totally your loss. She gets so animated that it's hard to resist getting caught up in the story. Yet, we aren't telling the rest of the free world; it's just between us girls. As for why we enjoy it so, I can only guess it's reassuring us that we're not gauche or crazy. Well, not too gauche or crazy. Hehe...
Truly,
Not~So~Cosmo
posted by Not So Cosmo @ 7:56 AM
2 Comments:
At 10:49 AM,
Will Work For Shoes said…
Now that's a question I can work with. I am just plain nosey and need to know everything, you can ask my husband, it drives him crazy. I have always loved gossip and been a gossip but I've always tried to stay on the non-malicious side of it. I'm just here to get info and pass it along to intersested parties. How could you expect me to sit on story like that and not say anything? I like watching and reporting on other people's drama. It is often times way more exciting than life at the "Shoes" household.
Thanks for the shout out. I'm glad my story telling entertains you although the current story may be over. More on that later though, so we can keep it in the "circke" and not on the WWW.
At 7:11 AM,
Rogue Scholar said…
I agree with both of you..of course. Shoes and I really eat that shit up too. We always had to know EVERYTHING that was going on at our previous job and now that we are in the "circle" at our current job, we are able to do it with vigor.
I wouldn't say that I am malicious about it though. I won't say anything if I feel it will hurt the other person or if I know it will get to someone that it doesn't need too. You have to choose wisely in your gossiping. There are those out there who would use the info the wrong way. I also know when to keep my mouth shut. Yes, I will pass along things to certain people, but there are also things that I know that will go to the grave with me.
Post a Comment
<< Home