Whisper It, But I’m Not Always Very Clever

At work today there were 11 people in the small office with no windows that I work in.  Only 3 of us work for the company that owns the office, and the rest are consultants from India, Romania and Holland.  It would appear that the vast majority of those consultants traveled to site today to sit on phone calls primarily conducted in their own languages, and individually.  I’m super annoyed with the one that had to do his meeting on speakerphone rather than hold the handset to his head for 30 minutes.

I found it difficult to concentrate with so much noise, much of which I couldn’t understand, so in went the earphones and on went Ludovico Einaudi.  I generally listen to classical in the office as it has no bass to disturb others and no words for me to inadvertently sing along to!

It reminded of a video that went viral about a week ago showing grandparents-to-be react to the news that their daughter was pregnant, the news being broken by way of the Whisper Challenge.  The premise is that the message is lip read by people wearing noise cancelling headphones or else listening to loud (enough) music.  Apparently it originated on Jimmy Fallon’s Tonight show and, as far as such challenges go, it seems quite reasonable compared to the lung-exploding Cinnamon Challenge and heart attack inducing Ice Bucket Challenge of recent times.

In any excuse to link to pictures of the gorgeous Margot Robbie, it appears that Jimmy Fallon is actually getting quite good at deciphering the random phrases that his competitors whisper.

Considering my supposed great cynicism with everything, I’m staggeringly bad at deciphering things that aren’t clearly said.  I don’t know if I’m naive or just stupid, but spotting a hidden agenda is beyond me!  I can’t spot alleged “game players” because, quite often, their plans are far too complicated for me to comprehend how they could even come up with it!

Rather embarrassingly, I also don’t take hints well.  The old “will you go and get me this” when it’s obvious they don’t need it but just want me somewhere else.  That sort of thing goes right over my head!

Sometimes I just wish people would say what they mean.  Or, in the case of my co-workers, at least say it a bit more quietly!

I’m never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it’s easy to pretend
I know you’re not a fool
I should have known better than to cheat a friend
And waste a chance that I’ve been given
So I’m never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you

Time can never mend
The careless whisper of a good friend
To the heart and mind
Ignorance is kind
There’s no comfort in the truth
Pain is all you’ll find

Careless Whisper by George Michael and excellently covered by Seether

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