Something that men
would always declare as a "womanish" activity and deny any association with whatsoever, but end up doing themselves anyways in a subtle
, other than the content of the often false or wildly exaggerated rumors
that are spread around by word of mouth
, is also the act of spreading the rumor
do this. A lot.
In my office, at every lunch hour all the women shuffle off to their own little room to eat lunch, where they gossip for an hour. The subject of their conversation is unknown. All I know is, they stop talking when I or any other male enters the room. I don't know why that is either. Occasionally, I hear sounds of giggling and laughing coming out of there, but nothing else. They seem to enjoy it immensely.
Men's gossip is done without all the giggling, but it's done nonetheless. In my experience, men's gossip is liberally mixed with profanity, crude jokes, and bragging. I don't enjoy gossip because most of the time I don't care, but if it's about someone I know then I'm always interested. Curiosity killed the cat.
Gossip can be interesting, but it sucks if it's about you. That's all I know.