the value of spying on others, worthless…
I must be the world’s worst eavesdropper because I’ve never overheard a conversation that was a game changer.
Maybe it’s because I try hard to not overhear pieces of conversation. So many misunderstandings end up ruining relationships — someone heard a piece of something, and never got the rest of the story. It’s a popular theme in books and movies. It never works out well.
So here I am, older and I haven’t a single bit of stuff to contribute. Nothing overheard. Oh, I’ve overheard strangers. I’ve heard producers trying to pitch a new movie, actors trying to get a role. But nothing about me, nothing from mine. Did I miss something deliciously scandalous?
Mostly, when you eavesdrop, you just hear icky stuff you wish you’d missed. No, thanks.