Hi there Five-Star crew!

Last week I did a fun blurb on Noise, today I’m going to tell you about the opposite.

I’m pretty happy that I can’t hear hockey parents hurling insults at referees, coaches or other parents!

I’m delighted to watch a silent “movie” in which two drivers vehemently argue over a parking spot at Costco on a Saturday afternoon!

I have sat at a London pub, reading a thriller, that was full to bursting with football fans, every pair of eyes glued to a TV, watching a football game. It was so quiet, even I knew that! Suddenly a roar so loud that it shook my table, I lost of place!
Then, almost instantly, the roar vanished, quietude resumed, and I found my place again.
I read unperturbed for 15 minutes, my eyes glued to the Dean Koontz thriller I was currently engrossed in, shovelling food, drinking Guinness, when, finally, I raised my head, taking a breather… to an empty pub!
15 minutes ago, I couldn’t throw a quid without hitting seven Arsenal Gunners, three barmaids and two light fixtures before landing, miraculously, in someone’s pint of Guinness!
When I looked up, I was startled to see an empty pub, barmaids picking up glasses, wiping tables, TV’s were showing match recaps: If I threw a quid now, it would sail across the room, hitting the barkeep with a thud!
I saw nor heard anyone leaving!

All situations are absolutely true!

If you are wondering what it feels like to see people talking but not know what they are talking about; do this…
next time you watch a televised hockey, football or baseball game, and the camera zooms on the bench or dugout, you see coaches talking to players, to refs, to themselves. Everyone has no idea what they are talking about; the TV commenters have no idea, usually they make assumptions on what dialogue is taking place.
But, for all we know, the Coaches could be discussing the best shwarma in town; hockey players could be discussing the sizes of their hockey sticks; refs could be exchanging butternut squash recipes; players might even spend time showing off videos of their wives, kids, dogs.
In short, those bench conversationss are unknown to you. In the same vein, when two, three, five people are conversing in my vicinity, I am lost, I am unaware of what is being said, about what.

That is why I use intervenors for most family gatherings.

Welcome to my world!

Thanks for reading!