Talkers and Bloggers
Several miles from our house, across the 91 Freeway in Yorba Linda, CA, is Java Joe’s, a good old fashioned coffeehouse, the kind that used to be common before Starbucks took over the caffeinated world. Beyond my knee-jerk dislike of things trendy, I have nothing against Starbucks. They make fine coffee and many people seem to enjoy the ambiance of their coffeehouses and the friendliness of their baristas. And that is part of the problem. Most of our local Starbucks are rather small places full of people chatting up each other and the friendly baristas. Not good place for reading, contemplation or quiet conversation. Java Joe’s is an expansive space with comfortable chairs and sofas spaced far enough apart that everyone doesn’t have to be involved in everyone else’s conversation, which is why Muri and I like it for an afternoon coffee date. We arrived last Friday pleased to find only a few people inside. We ordered our coffee. I settled into one the easy chairs in the corner and logged onto the free wireless. We stayed for fifteen minutes.
Why? Because one of the several people in Java Joe’s was a Talker. Fifty-something, I would guess, she was regaling the young man at her table … and the barista behind the counter … with her opinions on everything from movies to bringing up children. She went on non-stop, occasionally allowing her audience a brief comment that sent her off onto another tangent. Her volume and her tone clearly showed that she thought everyone in the place could benefit from her wisdom. Now, if she only annoyed me, I’d rack it up to my Inner Curmudgeon but she was bothering Muri, who can usually tune out others, as well. She has One of Those Voices, Muri said. I am continually amazed at how much some people can talk and while it’s cute in my four year old grand daughter, Savannah, I tend to avoid chatty adults. And cell phones have produced a whole new class of Talker. The man shown on the right is at my park every morning, walking his bear … er, Newfoundland dog. He usually passes by my car three or four times each day and he is always on the phone. Not just on the phone … talk-talk-talking away. So, OK, it’s Top Sites Tuesday #162 – where I get to offer Two Thoughts on Tuesday, and here’s Number One. How can anyone talk so much? Don’t they ever want to hear what someone else has to say?
Now, don’t get me wrong. You can probably guess that I can talk when I need to. One of my skills is that I can give a speech or a presentation on a topic at very short notice. I occasionally speak at a 12-Step meeting which requires that I share for an hour and a rarely plan what I’ll say. I can do the small talk bit at meetings or parties, too, but my natural inclination is not to be a Talker. It’s interesting, though. You may have noticed I can go on and on (and on and on) as a Blogger. And I suppose I sometimes sound as if everyone could benefit from my wisdom. Occasionally, if a topic I’ve blogged about comes up in conversation, I’m very well prepared but it seems to me that for the most part, I talk less since I’ve been a consistent Blogger. That made me wonder … Thought Number Two … is there any correlation between being a Blogger and a Talker. Does blogging make Bloggers in general less talkative or is it just me? Or … those of you who know me in person … am I delusional, do I talk more than ever? I’d like to know what you think. And I’d like you to push my button … gently … to make me Number One on Top Sites Tuesday #162 before you go. Then I’ll shut up, I promise.
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