a bit of an update on MY life...

Recently, we had an inter-office memo directed at all the employees about gossip. Apparently, a few of us have big mouths. I for one, do not know who that could be, I never say much at all...

Okay, I talk alot and I like to share information, but I wouldn't call it gossip. But sometimes coworkers do funny (or completely stupid) things that are too amusing to NOT repeat. For instance, yesterday, my supervisor had to drive the company car (which had a broken door handle). HE looked right at me and asked how we opened the door with the handle being broken and I told him that he had to open the window and open it from the outside. So we're driving along, and get to where we need to go, and he has to get out. I watch him pull on the door handle (with no luck of course), and then he stares at the door for awhile, then turns to me.

"How do you get out?" he asks, perplexed.

I point to the window. "You have to open the window," I tell him.

He rolls down the window and waits. I look at him; he looks at me, then says, "Oh! You have to open the door from the outside?!"

Sigh. Am I in a Dilbert comic?

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At any rate, this was funny, and I later had to tell my co-worker who was just as amused as I was. However, I suppose this constitutes as gossip. Hmmm... is gossip okay when its funny? I kind of did a self evaluation and thought about all the times I told "funny" stories... and yes, I've been guilty on that rare occasion of running to the phone with a juicy tidbit of info about a person I'm not too keen on.

Which makes me realize:
I am a gossip. I keep picturing myself in that Norman Rockwell painting of those two old crones leaning over a fence gossiping, hair done up in rollers, slippers on, wearing sloppy housedresses, completely oblivious to their children raising mayhem in the yards behind them. What? Is that me in ten years? Nooooo, say it isn't so!

But perhaps my supervisor meant "malicious" gossip, and I know she's not talking to me, because there's this evil old crone of a woman I work with who... *ahem* Uh-oh, I'm doing it again...

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