on
a stroll
ensnared
in
an interminable talker.
Buttonholed
by
a boor
or
a boor;
by
an egotist,
or
a polemicist,
by
a labbermouth,
or
ababbling barfly.
Often
there is nothing
there is nothing
short
of rudeness
that
can end it.
So,
hang in there?
Sometimes I’m trapped by the excessive talker, and sometimes I’m guilty of being the excessive talker.
Sometimes I’d be working late at my office, trying to finish my work and go home, when a co-worker would come into my office, plop herself down in a chair, and refuse to take a hint. One day I had an idea of how to put an end to this. I stacked a bunch of reports and papers on my chair. She came into my office, took the reports and papers from the chair, put them on the floor, and plopped herself into the chair.
© 2012 Catherine Giordano
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