Yesterday, I ventured out to play bingo.  I know, I'm not a blue hair yet, but I'm in training for my retirement days.  Besides, it kills an hour & they have free doughnuts in the morning.

So, I'm sitting in the back as usual.  I never win so what does it matter where I sit?  Two tables in front of me sit a couple of women, probably in their mid 30's.  They are talking loud enough to wake the dead & disturbed my crossword time, so I'm going to listen.

At first, they were discussing social manners.  How so many people were rude & didn't handle themselves well in public.  Here they were talking loud enough that they had the attention of most of the room & they have the nerve to talk about social manners.  I wanted to smack them upside the head, but that would be bad form.

The next topic up for the chatty duo, ovarian cysts & visits to the gyno.  Just ewwww.  I don't want to hear about my own insides, let alone anyone elses.  Apparently, the doctor missed something & malpractice was discussed.  The doctor probably missed whatever it was because she wouldn't shut the hell up & let him do his work.  I'll have to keep my eye out for this one in case she does sue.  I'm going to bat for the doctor.

The best part was the discussion concerning weight.  One was saying to her very much thinner friend that the only way she could lose any amount of weight was when she was on prescription pills.  The entire time she's been flapping her yap she's been stuffing sugared doughnuts into it.  Even eating doesn't shut this one up.  You know, if you'd put down the damn doughnuts for five minutes you might lose a little weight honey.

Now I'm not talking smack about her being overwieght.  Hell, I'm no waif myself, but you aren't going to hear me bitching about it either.  And most certianly not while I'm stuffing my face with a deep fried, sugary carbohydrate treat.  Just isn't going to happen.

I figured when bingo actually started the two of them would shut up.  But no.  They only took it down a notch.  I hate people like that.  Just shut the hell up & stop using extra oxygen.  You don't have to constantly have your mouth open for people to know you're around.  Quiet is a good thing.

Word of the Day
abstemious - ab-STEE-mee-uss - adjective
marked by restraint especially in the consumption of food or alcohol