In the grocery store a young man asked a question and I turned around and answered him, then politely asked him a question in return. His look was peculiar as he jerked out his ear buds and informed me that he was talking to his wife. Since he was very much alone, I realized – he’d been on his cell via an ear bud — keeping the source at a healthy distance.
What a remarkable plus for those of us who talk to ourselves.
I am a commentator. “Let’s see — was it tomatoes I needed? Oh, yes. And I think I will get milk as well. Oh, my gosh look at that adorable child. That reminds me, I’ve got to remember to pick up Anastasia at 3 p.m.”
It’s not clear when I developed this habit, but it’s been embarrassing a couple of times when I caught someone listening and looking as if they were about to call 911 for an ambulance.
But think of it. I can talk away to myself. And if someone inquires, I can simply look up and say – “my cell” and point to my ear. And no one can tell the difference.
When did you start talking to yourself? Did it start when you had children? Got any tips on how to quit?