Gossipy old men
Friday, May 15, 2015
The place: work, in atrium after a presentation
The event: a wine/cheese/hors d'oeuvre/dessert reception
The characters: myself, 70-year-old European male colleague (let's call him Andre), 65-year-old American male colleague (let's call him Bob) (all names have been changed to protect the innocent)
Andre - You have lost a tremendous amount of weight!
Me - (laughing) I'm not sure you're supposed to say that to a woman!
Andre - Really, how much have you lost?
Me - (still laughing) Now I'm *sure* you can't ask a woman that!
Bob - You lost weight? I didn't notice?
Me - (while patting Bob on the shoulder) That's because you are a gentleman and won't come up to a woman to exclaim: "OMG, you've lost a lot of weight!"
Turns out both Andre and Bob want to lose weight, so they both ended up peppering me with questions about my diet. I kept telling them to consult with their doctors, and they kept asking me for more details, which I gave but with frequent reminders that they should talk to their doctors first. Andre and Bob ended up dragging another woman (poor woman!) into our conversation, and we finally moved on to other topics after about 20 minutes.
I've decided all I can do is laugh when these things happen. I've known Andre and Bob for over 15 years and they are genuinely nice men, but they have absolutely no tact. I suppose it's too much to expect these days? We are pretty relaxed at work but I am not used to sharing so much of my personal life with people outside my immediate family.
Anyway, the food was delish - but then, I chose the menu items to be ordered! Hot and cold hors d'oeuvres, with assorted mini cheesecakes, mini cakes, and mini dessert bars. It all looked and smelled delicious. I had half a Vietnamese spring roll filled with crispy raw veggies and seasoned vinegar, and a glass of water. Very tasty, and I enjoyed the rest of the food vicariously through my colleagues gobbling.