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Small town attitude

pilly

Okay, I started off the day in great form, it's a Friday and the sun is shining etc.

But I work in a tiny village where there the majority of employees live in the same village and have done all their lives.

Sometimes the attitude does my head in and other times I can laugh it off.

You know the type the I'm talking about "now she's cousins with so and so who got your one pregnant and then left her and then she had another baby for so and so"

Today though is a more serious situation. One of the lads in the factory next to us committed suicide and they have nothing better to do here than gossip and why, when, what, where etc.

I'm trying to not even reply but I feel like I'm going to explode and say "get a fcuking life and don't be dissecting others".

The things they're speculating about are atrocious and half of them probably aren't true, I don't know and don't need to know. It's horrible.

Help me stay sane through the day Boardsies.

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realdanbreen

LadyMacBeth_ wrote: »

People in cities gossip about people they know, everyone gossips. I don't like the small town/village mentality though. I was staying in a small village last weekend and me and my friends were looking outside a restaurant at the menu. The locals sitting outside did not take their eyes off us. I would suffocate living in a place like that. Give me the anonymity of living in a city any day.

Yeah I envy you the anonymity you have stuck on the m50 for hours every day!

LadyMacBeth_

realdanbreen wrote: »

Yeah I envy you the anonymity you have stuck on the m50 for hours every day!

I take the bus.

pilly

LadyMacBeth_ wrote: »

I take the bus.

Or Luas or Dart or all of the excellent public transport services in Dublin.

:D

Someone has a chip on the shoulder about being from a small town I think.

jk23

One of the best bits of advice I was given was if you took everything anyone said about you or someone else to heart you wouldn't leave the house or have a moments peace. Best thing to do is ignore it or if that's not possible rationalise that their opinions don't matter at the end of the day...

Ubbquittious

Mars Bar

Widdershins wrote: »

Nah she's not on a high horse, insinuating horrible things when the poor person is dead and cant stick up for themself is cruel. It could spread around and upset their family/friends even more.

My friend had an accident years ago and the rumours just got more ridiculous as time went on. Local legend now has it that he was beaten up by the Russian mafia for double crossing them over a land sale or something.

And if you asked one of m neighbours (who's patently unwell in the head, and at least anyone sensible can see it), she'd tell you all sorts of hair raising stories about me. I love finding out all about my scandalous life, it's fascinating!

My best friend had a brain hemhorrhage when were getting ready for P.E. The rumour after school was that the vending machine fell on her. :rolleyes:

Village Crazy Lady

Ubbquittious wrote: »

Brilliant tune, haven't heard that for years

realdanbreen

LadyMacBeth_ wrote: »

I take the bus.

You are making me even more envious!

realdanbreen

pilly wrote: »

Or Luas or Dart or all of the excellent public transport services in Dublin. :D

Someone has a chip on the shoulder about being from a small town I think.

Dublin! I thought you were referring to real cities in your earlier posts. Sure you would get to see everything there is to see in Dublin in 2 days, that's a fact! As for anonominity, anytime I've spent more than a few days there I have bumped into people I know!

ScumLord

Biggest lickspittle on boardz wrote: »

It's just that in towns and cities you wouldn't know as many people locally. But the one's that are known, become part of the news and gossip.

In cities gossiping about people you know is replaced with gossiping about celebrities.

That's always been there, if anything it's gotten much better, go back to ancient civilizations and gossip was really nasty and nothing could be done about it. They would use graffiti to put gossip up on the walls so the people being gossiped about would know exactly what's being said about them, and it would become as credible as actual facts.

pilly

realdanbreen wrote:

Dublin! I thought you were referring to real cities in your earlier posts. Sure you would get to see everything there is to see in Dublin in 2 days, that's a fact! As for anonominity, anytime I've spent more than a few days there I have bumped into people I know!

That's because it's full of culchies!

ToddyDoody

pilly wrote: »

Okay, I started off the day in great form, it's a Friday and the sun is shining etc.

But I work in a tiny village where there the majority of employees live in the same village and have done all their lives.

Sometimes the attitude does my head in and other times I can laugh it off.

You know the type the I'm talking about "now she's cousins with so and so who got your one pregnant and then left her and then she had another baby for so and so"

Today though is a more serious situation. One of the lads in the factory next to us committed suicide and they have nothing better to do here than gossip and why, when, what, where etc.

I'm trying to not even reply but I feel like I'm going to explode and say "get a fcuking life and don't be dissecting others".

The things they're speculating about are atrocious and half of them probably aren't true, I don't know and don't need to know. It's horrible.

Help me stay sane through the day Boardsies.

I'm the opposite. I have a small town attitude but work in Dublin.

My pace can be a bit slower than those I work with but I make lists and keep on top of things.

I try to be nice in a fairly simple and humble way but I feel like the office resembles the set of expose or something.

I'm actually quite terrified of the place, but keep going for the money and opportunities.

Fierce isn't too strong a word to describe my colleagues and the people on the journey on the way in.

The people near you on the tram sense if your eyes drift towards their feet while reading the phone, and tend to move them or whatever.

I pretty much do the same type of things most days but the context shifts wildly. Sometime I'm liked and other times hated with a vengeance - whereby colleagues will make growling noises in my direction.

All in all, being from outside Dublin once made you think it was the holy grail but experience has taught me to be ruthless in terms of cutting through the bull**** that goes along with the place.

pilly

ToddyDoody wrote:

I'm pretty much do the same type of things most days but the context shifts wildly. Sometime I'm liked and other times hated with a vengeance - whereby colleagues will make growling noises in my direction.

Growling noises? Do you work with dogs?

ToddyDoody

pilly wrote: »

Growling noises? Do you work with dogs?

That what it sounds like to me. Maybe I'm just a bit sensitive.

freedominacup

LadyMacBeth_ wrote: »

People in cities gossip about people they know, everyone gossips. I don't like the small town/village mentality though. I was staying in a small village last weekend and me and my friends were looking outside a restaurant at the menu. The locals sitting outside did not take their eyes off us. I would suffocate living in a place like that. Give me the anonymity of living in a city any day.

Any of them have banjos? Did everyone make it home?

LadyMacBeth_

freedominacup wrote: »

Any of them have banjos? Did everyone make it home?

Banjos and straw hats, and teeth missing. Several didn't make it home, we assume that they've been made into lampshades by now.

Beyondgone

I don't gossip. Does my head in listening to it. I just cut them off and change the subject. I try really hard to mind my own business. This generally gets regarded as being "too blunt" or "buzzkill". Gossip is usually shyte with no basis in facts.
"Did you hear what yer wan did?"
"No, no I didn't. Jasus, look at the time, I have to be somewhere.."

JupiterKid

As FDR's very intelligent wife and hostess, Eleanor Roosevelt, once opined:

"Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people."

pilly

JupiterKid wrote:

"Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people."

That's a great one!

Persephone kindness

conor_ie wrote: »

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ggIHfwkIWM

I raise you one Dachshund eating a banana !:P

Neon_Lights

Some people are just leppin f'in witches, I think the isolation of the country, it drives people to have mirages of reality in their head. Either that or the Culchie slurry fumes go to ones head and give the aul bogsnorklers a vivid imagination.

pilly

Neon_Lights wrote:

Some people are just leppin f'in witches, I think the isolation of the country, it drives people to have mirages of reality in their head. Either that or the Culchie slurry fumes go to ones head and give the aul bogsnorklers a vivid imagination.

I think they just have very little going on in their lives tbh

Persephone kindness

Neon_Lights wrote: »

Some people are just leppin f'in witches,

That is fantastic ..from here on in i wish to known as ..that leppin witch! :pac:

I love the way people talk in Ireland

Stigura

Just what they used to call 'Village Pump Gossip', isn't it.

All I ever get here is, " They pulled so and so out of the lake, this morning. " Or, " That young lad, who ever, shot himself. " " He's died. Cancer. " So on and so forth. And never another word spoken, of it or them.

I recently found out a local man had died, about three weeks after being diagnosed. My neighbour brought me a bale down and, as I shut the hay shed, I said; " What about ye man there! Three weeks?! " Pat just nodded grimly. Averted his eyes and drove off.

Vita nova

pilly wrote: »

That's because it's full of culchies!

Bet you wouldn't call them that to their faces

Neon_Lights

Vita nova wrote: »

Bet you wouldn't call them that to their faces

you mean faeces? sorry was just trying to say that in a culchie accent

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I love a bit of gossip

Vita nova

Neon_Lights wrote: »

you mean faeces? ...

No, but if that's what you're into then knock yourself out.

Neon_Lights

Vita nova wrote: »

No, but if that's what you're into then knock yourself out.

meowww, the skatty skittery culchie has claws

Vita nova

Neon_Lights wrote: »

meowww, the skatty skittery culchie has claws

Don't know who you're talking about but would you like a saucer of milk to go with that remark?