Everyone thinks they know someone that gives away information way too freely. They get into their personal lives in a group of strangers, giving painful details about themselves, or even worse, you. It's bad when it's a friend, worse when it's a sibling, and downright terrifying when it's a parent. Everyone thinks that they're big mouth is worse than everyone else's. I'm here to tell you all though, you're wrong.
Since working in the hospital I've seen some people that will publicly and very loudly air any and all dirty laundry. Sometimes it even gets to the point that I would wonder if it's even real, or if they're just a couple people like me that will say anything to get a rise out of someone else. Now sometimes it's mostly harmless, quite humorous, and really nothing wrong, just stuff you don't expect to hear when you wake up in the morning. Things like the old lady watching a Curious George cartoon with the sound off and providing her own sound track. "NOW LOOK AT THAT LITTLE BASTARD! NASTY MOTHER FUCKER CLIMBING ALL UP ON THE KITCHEN TABLE! I'D SLAP THE SHIT OUT OF THE LITTLE BLACK SON OF A BITCH! YOU STUPID MOTHER FUCKER YOU CAN'T SOLVE NO CRIME, WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS CSI, BITCH? NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DONE DID, THE CAT IS UP THERE TOO! THAT'S OK THOUGH, THAT LITTLE WHITE MOTHER FUCKER WON'T GET IN TROUBLE LIKE YOUR BLACK ASS! YOUR SHIT WILL BE LOCKED IN YOUR ROOM FOR THE NEXT 3 YEARS AND HIS ASS WILL GO TO COLLEGE FOR FREE AND BECOME A LAWYER, MAYBE THEN HE'LL GET YOU THE FUCK OUT!"
For a full 30 minute episode. If I had the motivation I'm fairly certain I could turn that into a youtube sensation. As funny as it was, it kind of lost its luster when 12 hours of conversation turned into this exact same thing. Whether it was about tv shows, lunch, family, nurses, friends, or changing the sheets. 12 hours of endless yelling was a bit much. She wasn't really yelling at anyone, that's just how she talked, and there was absolutely zero filter.
On the other side of the spectrum are the people that publicly fight, dragging each other through the mud, and constantly try to one up each other in front of others. These are like sitting on stage at a Jerry Springer showing, and Jerry walking away wondering what the hell he got himself into. They usually start mild, someone brought the wrong pair of shoes, didn't show up early enough, didn't stay late enough, and I can understand the agitation. If you're stuck in the hospital for a few days, drugged up, sick, tired because you can't sleep with people coming in to poke and prod you all the time, it makes sense that you can get mad about things you normally wouldn't notice. On the other hand, your visitor is probably stressed because they're worried about you, they're tired too, their schedule is all messed up from the extra time spent on you, and they don't want to be criticized over something trivial. I get all that, so I can see where some minor flare ups could occur. With some people though these automatically turn into World War III.
Here is a sample that I have actually heard, much condensed:
Wife brought wrong socks.
H: "You can't even find the time to take care of me when I'm sick?"
W: "Well you never even find time to help me cook!"
H: "Well I do stuff with your kid and you never do anything with mine!"
W: "But you cheated on me with her mom and showed my mom your junk while you were passed out!"
H: "At least I didn't screw the damn dog when I was smoking crack!"
Now this argument was much, much longer. Close to 2 hours, and it involved them breaking up and getting back together at least 3 times, crying because they loved each other, crying because they hated each other, and me, sitting in the corner of the room because I was assigned to a 1:1 that day and couldn't run away. Funny thing is, my friends and I say some absolutely terrible things to each other. Worse than anything that comes out of these arguments. Things go to a whole new level though when you realize that these conversations are real.
I mean honestly, did I really need to know that he never helps her cook?
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