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The degree to which people run their mouths is inversersely proportional to brain activity.

I work with three jaw-flappers who yammer on excessively about every little thing that happens. The result is constant chatter, all day long, about nothing. If they run out of subjects they just repeat themselves. Bla bla bla. It never ends I tell you!
 
Originally posted by milefile
The degree to which people run their mouths is inversersely proportional to brain activity.

I work with three jaw-flappers who yammer on excessively about every little thing that happens. The result is constant chatter, all day long, about nothing. If they run out of subjects they just repeat themselves. Bla bla bla. It never ends I tell you!
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Then, guess I am ok then.

I dont usually talk, and feel weird when people that I dont know begins to make conversation with me.
 
But seriously, the main culprit in this office is Dave. I have heard Dave tell four people about the brakes on his car today. He has gone into every minute detail of what the mechanic said, complete with impersonated tones and gesticulations, as if it really added to the story, which leaves you looking about the room for an excuse to leave. Two of the times he has told this story were to the other two culprits, who usually are dragged down by Dave. They listen and interrupt here and there with their own brake stories and stories of family members and other people they know. Hours later, the subjust is still brakes, the stories having been repeated and paraphrased numerous times. It's like they are afraid to stop, as if the quiet will hurt them.

Sometimes it's about Dave's dachshunds, whom he speaks of like the children he never had. Sometimes it's about his wife. Sometimes it's about customers. But it is always something.
 
Originally posted by milefile
But seriously, the main culprit in this office is Dave. I have heard Dave tell four people about the brakes on his car today. He has gone into every detail, reiterating every minute detail of what the mechanic said, complete with impersonated tones and gesticulations, as if it really added to the story, which leaves you looking about the room for an excuse to leave. Two of the times he has told this story were to the other two culprits, who usually are dragged down by Dave. They listen and interrupt here and there with their own brake stories and stories of family members and other people they know. Hours later, the subjust is still brakes, the stories having been repeated and paraphrased numerous times. It's like they are afraid to stop, as if the quiet will hurt them.

Sometimes it's about Dave's dachshunds, whom he speaks of like the children he never had. Sometimes it's about his wife. Sometimes it's about customers. But it is always something.
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Ha! Dave is ZapKid.
 
Be thankful you're not in my office. We have this woman who laughs insanely about nothing for minutes at a time. Loudly. And with an annoying laugh.

We all hate her.

I'm not exaggerating on the minutes thing, either.
 
Without even taking time to breathe?
I go to high school. I'm inescapably surrounded by the people you're all talking about five days a week.

Dachshunds are the shiznit.
 
Blah, blah, blah, yackety-smackety...

I know people like that. They just need attention, and lots of it. What gets most annoying is when the story seems to get better each time it's told.
 
Originally posted by pupik
the story seems to get better each time it's told.
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oh yea, i know exactly what you mean. Until it goes though the "process" so many times that when you here it AGAIN it seems like the guy should be a national hero. (little exagerration but you know what i mean)
 
I was at the office, working, minding my own business and this old woman co-worker just starts telling me how her kid stopped breathing once and how she had to hitch a rid to hospital in her bathrobe. WTF!

Usually the best tactic to end mindless droll is to say something like, "Yea, that happened to my dead friend once" or "Really? I heard that can kill you" or "I believe that gives you herpes"

Usually works.
 
Man I love being the boss cus if someone is flappin there jaw endlessly about some stupin inane crap, I can tell them to shut the 🤬 up.


Voila! Problem solved. :)

Less jaw work more paw work people.
 
Don't really know too many people that do that...but I hate it when I'm talking to someone and someone else comes up and butts in and starts talking to me about something else.
 
Ever watch Adult Swim on the Cartoon Network? Captain Linger reminds me of that type of person.

Actually this thread sort of reminds me of what this thread is about.
 

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