I was walking past the mental hospital the other day,
and all the patients were shouting, ’13….13….13.’
The fence was too high to see over,
but I saw a little gap in the planks,
so I looked through to see what was going on…..
Somebody poked me in the eye with a stick!
Then they all started shouting ’14….14….14′...
That isn’t really true, but it does give the perfect example that snooping or being nosy usually does not end well especially if I look back on my own life experiences. Nosy, which can also be spelled nosey, means given to prying into the affairs of others. There is only be one word that pops into my head…DRAMA.
I do not like drama whether it is mama drama, baby drama, daddy drama, neighbor drama, husband drama, employment drama, bill drama…you get the point. I think that most men feel that way which is why men don’t really gossip. Whereas women, as a whole, can not get enough gossip.
“Did you see her tacky dress?”
“She said that he said that she said…”
“She slept her way into that job.”
“Oh girl, her house is a train wreck.”
Do men say that stuff? I have to tell you that I don’t hear those kind of things from men. If you listen to men, this is what you hear:
“Yeah, it was definitely the exhaust fan, but it is fixed now.”
“I sat all day in the tree stand and didn’t see even one deer.”
“I’m going to see the Cowboys play this weekend.”
“Mmmmm, she’s hot.”
Drastic difference between the species.
So here is the confession. At one point of my life I was obsessed with a man. Maybe you haven’t ever experienced obsession, but it isn’t a happy world to live in nor does it inspire good relationship boundaries. To make a very long story short, it is sufficient to say that I knew he was going out with other women behind my back while we were engaged. That is a deal breaker to me. Of course, he denied it. At this point, I had two choices: stay with someone I didn’t trust or marry someone I didn’t trust and accept it. I didn’t choose either because obviously there was a third choice.
I put a spy program on his computer and hacked into his phone messages. Before you judge me, I should tell you that an obsessed individual has major problems with boundaries and being hurt. That isn’t an excuse, just fact.
Needless to say, I had proof that he was dating other women, but I also heard him talk about me.
“No we are not in a serious relationship.”
“The engagement ring is just to keep her from dating other men.”
“(blank) at the party is the hottest woman I’ve ever seen.”
“I have no intention of marrying her.”
“She won’t ever find out.”
I was devastated. My belief that he could not be trusted was well founded. In this case I could say that it is a good thing that I was nosy and spied on him because I did not marry a man that I not only couldn’t trust, but didn’t deserve my trust.
One day while walking past the office of a co-worker whose back was facing the door, I heard my name. So I stopped on the other side of the doorway and tried to look busy. Sometimes I am so stupid. This person was saying the most horrible things about me. Nothing fact based, just her basic feelings about every aspect of my looks, my daughter, my work relationships and my life in general. I guess I stood there five minutes before I whipped myself into shape and walked away with a head full of negativity.
Do not listen to gossip or eavesdrop on other people’s conversations.
As an FYI to the above woman in her office, if you read my blog and looked at my profile picture you would know that my hair REALLY is red. Also, maybe if you did something with your hair (including washing it) you wouldn’t have to slander mine.
Oh, one other thing. I do and have always put my makeup on every morning before I leave the house no matter what day of the week. If you would do the same thing, maybe we could all look at you without cringing.
Oh my! Being nosy really does bring out the worst in all of us!
I’ve got to end this posting because I need to go repent.