When I was growing up we did not have a land-line at home. I think I was around thirteen years of age when Dad decided it was time we had a home telephone. It got me into serious trouble and taught me a lesson I would never forget!
Although I am honestly grateful to my Dadda for teaching me that invaluable lesson!
I also learnt that some people use telephones for sorting things out and making arrangements, or friendly conversations of a sensible length; whereas there are others who have very different ideas when it comes to telephone conversations. My friend Kat was unbelievable! She could go on and on for hours without waiting for me to respond or ask her any questions. I started to dread her calls because I could not figure out to end a telephone conversation with Kat! I love her very much! But I prefer her in person rather than on the end of a telephone.
Why am I telling you this?
Well….I have been tagged by the lovely Dr Tanya, the creator of Salted Caramel to take part in a “3.2.1. Quote me!” challenge with the superb theme of CONVERSATION:
https://saltedcaramel.blog/2018/11/11/3-2-1-quote-me-tag-conversation/
If by any chance you are not familiar with the “3.2.1 Quote Me!” challenges, please check out the original post from Rory, creator of A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip!
https://aguycalledbloke.blog/2018/11/09/321-quote-me-conservation/
Rules: 3.2.1 Quote Me!
Thank the Selector – thank you Dr Tanya!
Post 2 quotes for the dedicated Topic of the Day.
Select 3 bloggers to take part in ‘3.2.1 Quote Me!’
My two quotes (with a third thrown in at the bottom because I just could not resist it!):
I was at work the other day, when this young man in his twenties came in and stared at me in surprise. He exclaimed he had never seen me before! I confirmed that I am fairly new.
This young man was one of the chattiest chatterboxes I have come across. He was amazing! He just went on and on and shared numerous snippets from his life-story.
But he went on and on and on and on and on (like Ariston!) and I became kind of embarassed. I had so much work to do! It came to a point when I started to do some work while I was listening and nodding. Which is rude isn’t it! But it didn’t put this champion chattterbox off at all. He carried on and on and on and on! Then a couple of clients came in and stood patiently waiting to speak to me, and they too looked incredulous at this young man who was now sharing some surprisingly personal details quite openly! Sooooo awkward having to explain to him I really needed to crack on with work and see to the clients who had arrived.
Bless him! Do you know what he said? “It was so great talking to you, I will come back again so we can carry on talking, you’re lovely!”
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Now with that first quote, I might have come across a little bit anti-conversation. Nothing could be further from the truth. I love conversations!
I like a chatter. I like a laugh. But I love a deep conversation. I love listening to friends and workmates when I ask them what do they believe? Since I was a little girl I have had a hunger to discuss deep subjects.
There are some people who are really really difficult to have deep conversations with. Either they shy away from them, or they are aggressive and belligerent and adamant they are right and noone else can be. They seem to lack the ability to contemplate and reason on deep subjects.
However, I realize that to some, their treasured beliefs are like major construction supports – they have helped to build their character and outlook on the world. Even if you disagree with someone, you cannot wade in and start attacking a person’s most sacred beliefs – shatter and crush all that impels them!
Don’t be the proverbial bull in a china shop! If you sincerely think someone else is wrong and feel you have the best motive in wishing to adjust their perceptions…it is much better to give them an alternative to consider and allow them to do the pondering. Throttling someone by mocking, trashing, obliterating their beliefs is just cruel and could have very serious effects on another person’s state of mind. A person may cling to their treasured beliefs because a person they adore like their parents have taught them since childhood. Discussion should not be a demolition derby!
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Now I know this challenge only calls for two quotes, but I am going to throw in a third because I could not resist it!
I have realized that one of the major things I find attractive in a man, is the ability to have a good conversation. I am not talking about the kind of champion chatterbox I mentioned earlier.
It is wonderful when you find a man who is capable of the art of conversation – for it is an art, and requires practice to excel! I love the conversations Goldfinch and I share. We can easily have an animated exchange on an array of subjects and show enthusiasm for each other’s interests. It is very easy for those conversations to lead to feelings and more and more affection – a good conversation is far more intoxicating than the finest cologne! I have to say, a man who can have a good conversation makes himself incredibly attractive – AM I RIGHT LADIES?
If you are a teenage boy this might be the last thing you want to hear! But practice practice practice! Because by the time you are thirty-five, you are going to need to have developed this art. Nobody is going to forgive you if you just grunt whenever someone asks you a question. And you need to be able to show interest in another person’s thoughts and views. That means learning to listen and ask questions to show you are interested. Now is the time to make a fool of yourself practising. I know it must be horrible if you find it awkward and embarrassing – but if you can persist, you will see that people will find you endearing as you try to show interest in them. You will become a girl magnet – because it is such a lovely thing to have a good conversation with a man. And hey – if you fork out and pay for her cappuccino, she will be even more impressed.
I know there are some extreme feministos who might be infuriated by some of this – but hey, I am just being honest, if a guy asks me if I want to go for a coffee, and I don’t really want to, I am just saying yes to be kind, him paying for the coffee is a nice thing. He has an hour to impress me by his conversation skills – I am not picky about what he wears – jeans and a T-shirt is fine. But he needs to have showered and combed his hair. If he can convince me in that hour that I am going to enjoy meeting up with him again and again, then I am more than happy to split future bills 50/50.
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My Three Nominees
So that is my take on the theme of CONVERSATION. To carry on the “3.2.1 Quote Me!” challenge I nominate the following bloggers:
I am going to accept the Nominee Exemption Card on this occasion…because I have to admit, I am tired! I want to go to bed! And it will take me at least another half an hour to prepare a list of nominees and come up with some questions. I hope everyone is alright with me accepting Rory’s provision on this occasion – any complaints can be forwarded directly to Rory @ 
I love playing games with a huge gang of us. In my twenties about fifty of us would go to the nearby woods and play a version of “hide and seek” named “40/40”. You may know it by another name. Basically there is a base that you have to reach before the seeker finds you. The seeker takes a risk that the further they wander away from that base the more chance the hiders have of getting back there without being seen. For safety reasons we used to play it in teams of three (we were usually playing in the dark). You had to link each other’s arms and if one let go, the whole team were disqualified. It was so much fun.
I was a contestant in a Bollywood version of Strictly Come Dancing – that was hilarious!
The snow-mobiles our friends took us on in the middle of the night in Northern Sweden – WOW!
Without “the obvious” being the cause…I am not often naked Rory!
I started wandering around the ward with my smock thingy unfastened so I was fully exposed from behind! I am glad most of the patients I passed were sleeping. I was mooning the whole ward!
e took me back towards my bed and she said she could not see any water coming from the ceiling. I kept telling her there was a leak. Anyway…because she had stayed around she happened to notice that there was a drip noise splashing onto the floor. She kept on looking up at the ceiling and hearing the splash splash. She was puzzled. Eventually she worked out it was my bag of fluids that was going into me intravenously…the bag had a puncture and fluid was dripping out and it had been landing on my face while I was in bed.
So the first time I was ever tagged for one of Rory’s challenges I was kind of baffled by how I was going to begin to answer half of the questions. Immediately, I took the delete three and replace them with your own option…but it still left me with a handful of questions that I did a really bad job of answering.
What a choice! These are all boy questions. Rory – did you write these questions?
Ask me about my dream wedding!
Hows about…let’s see how long we can all go without mentioning it?!!! Ay karumba they’ve been selling tat in the local shopping mall since August. I can’t stand the commercialism and the waste. I am all for days off work and being with family (I am going to Wales) but pleeeeeeeze, it is a so cringe worthy how much of a commercial jackpot it is.
I must have accidentally clicked “follow” on one blog which is probably the polar opposite to anything I would want to read, because I suddenly had this message which horrified me saying “thanks for following” and when I looked at the site belonging to the blogger it was from…my reaction was “Aaaaaagh! Unfollow unfollow unfollow! Aaaaaaagh!”
What is or What if? – could this be a typo?
I have no idea! Is this a cryptic question? It could be a really lush cocktail?
Why…?
There is no answer!
Caramel 