Anyone who knows me knows that I am, to put it in a nice way, interested in the conversations around me. Particularly those of strangers. Other names for this include nosy, nibby, nibnose, nibshit, etc...
At a restarant I usually know what the people behind me are talking about, what they order, how their day was, etc...
At a playground I love to listen to other mothers discuss their children, husbands, pets, whatever.
In line at stores is a great place to listen in to conversations. Teenage girls are particularly interesting.
Cell phone conversations, though one sided, can also be fun.
I don't do it to be mean or judgemental. Anymore, it is just a habit. I can even do it while holding a conversation with whoever I am with. I have shushed Chris a few times so I could find out the ending to the story I shouldn't have been listening to. I really can't help it.
A proud moment happened yesterday. We were out having dinner (because if I hadn't gotten out of the house after 3 days cooped up, something bad was going to happen) and Chris and I were talking, Ellie was coloring, the the servers were behind us gossiping. Without missing a beat, not even breaking stride in her coloring, Ellie goes "Mommy! The lady behind us is talking about Walmart!" A proud moment indeed. A huge smile broke out on my face. Chris just shook his head. A new nibnose is born.
So beware. You have been warned. If there is something you don't want me to know, make sure I am far away when you discuss it. I might not mean to listen, but I will.