Male Talkers

I may have mentioned this before, but Mrs H and I often nip into a café for coffee. We’re retired and it’s one of the things we like to do when we’re out and about.

Something we’ve often noticed about cafés is the number of times we hear a man at another table who talks constantly, droning on and on for the entire time we are there. We’ve heard women talking at each other with barely a pause, but there are men whose talk is an incessant drone which seems to monopolise the conversation.

We came across an example today, a chap who seemed to be chatting away with a work colleague because he went on about such things as “pushing the boundaries” and other jargon we’re pleased to have left behind. His colleague, if she was a colleague, said something every now and then, but he hardly stopped talking at all.

The oddity of it is that neither Mrs H nor I can recall meeting such people during our working lives, not even at meetings. Men who never shut up weren’t part of our working environment.