Sunday, December 17, 2006

Do You Hear What I Hear?

There have only been a few times that I have been the subject of some salacious gossip. The time the rumor went around that I was found in the downstairs part of a bar with another girl's boyfriend who had his pants down*, the time everyone was talking about what I was or was not doing with NotRoger after parties at his brother's place, and the time my guy friends wouldn't believe that I had not had sex with their friend after giving him a ride home.

It's weird, though, because never have I been in a social circle that gossiped so damn much as the one I am a part of now. I, admittedly and thankfully, provide very little of the info that gets passed around, but I sometimes wonder if it's a sign I'm turning into an old fogie or am just a boring prude. It would be hypocritical of me to say I would never hook up with someone at one of these parties I seem to never be able to go to, but I cringe sometimes when I hear the stories of the night before. It makes me glad to have spend the same night sober and with no one's tongue but my own in my mouth. Is it a phase I outgrew? Is it a sign I'm just looking for more than random kisses? I'm not sure, but until I figure it all out, I'm going to continue staying OFF the gossip radar. What I do is no one's business but my own...and you guys, of course.



*We only madeout and I had NO idea he had a girlfriend I swear to Allah. All pants remained ON the entire time.

10 comments:

Sex & Moxie said...

I was recently told by an ex-coworker that there was once a rumor floating aroudn that I blew a guy in the office bathroom.

Had I heard it 10 year ago it would have crushed me. Hearing it now made me laugh my ass off.

It wasn't true, BTW. i SWEAR.

Anonymous said...

I popped a Xanax at work and someone saw me. . . Next thing I heard was that I was a drug addict. WTF??!!

If if wasn't for the Xanax, someone would have lost their job the very same day I would have gone to HR.

I have a legitimate prescription for crying out loud!!!

LOL!

NML said...

There used to be loads of rumours about me and a co-worker and I used to just laugh at people and not dignify them with a response. People love to talk about other people and when you throw in Chinese whispers things just spiral. I learnt a long time ago not to respond, because unless it's something particularly hideous, people have a very short attention span and will talk about someone else within a few days.

Ryane said...

People are just so bored and unimaginative, to waste their time starting rumors...

When I was in high-school, this guy asked me if it was hard having a father who was a priest. I was like, "WTF...??" (my dad was an engineer) and this person's response was, "Well, I was standing at the bus stop, back in the SIXTH GRADE, and your dad drove by and another kid said, 'there goes Father XXX' so I always assumed your Dad was a priest"

I just laughed. Mostly b/c that person was obviously a moron. Priests don't have families and PS: I was 17 when he asked me this..the rumor was started when I was 12!!

Chuckles said...

At one point, my office mates thought I worked for an intelligence agency (the debate raged between CIA and NSA, I shit you not) because I had worked with them for four months and they had not idea where I was from or my previous work history or anything about my after hours life.

I am pretty cagey around coworkers.

Anonymous said...

During my restaurant work phase, there was a rumor that flew around one particular restaurant I worked at for a few years that I was hooking up with the boss, but well, I might have actually been guilty of that one. Oops.

Johnny said...

At least its a rumor, not a tumor?

:P

KassyK said...

Oh gd--as fairly new single I am often the subject of hook-up gossip bc no one is used to me talking to anyone but my ex. Its a pain in the ass. :)

Anonymous said...

gosh i hate rumours like that. and the worst is if it's office rumours. thankfully i've never really done anything that scandalous enough for people to spread rumours.

Senor Beavis said...

My improv class thought I was gay. My enjoyment of the movie "Bring It On" and the Milkshake song probably had something to do with it, along my lack of stuff to reveal during a game of I Never. To be honest, it didn't really bother me since I had no romantic interest in any of them. I think it bothered them that I wasn't offended.

Now when I attempted to call them out on gossiping about someone else, they turned on me. Whores.