“Did you hear about Molly and Jim?” whispers Karen, sitting down quickly in her chair.
Karen is the office gossip, and her wagging tongue never stops. She has made it her full-time job to know everything about everything and everyone. While many coworkers know that she has a leaking tongue, the staff still gravitate toward her, filling her insatiable appetite with office talk on a daily basis.
Brenda, who really hates this kind of thing, cannot keep herself from being drawn to the gossip circle. A banquet of tantalizing talk that will fill Brenda’s curious nature, as Molly and she are very close.
Brenda leans toward Karen and whispers, “I hope she is okay! I really do not know the whole story!”
Brenda tells a little white lie, offering a concerned ear, knowing Karen will spill her guts any minute, and she too can get her morning fill of gossip.
She tells herself she must find out all she can, as Molly is such a good friend.
Looking around, Karen rolls her chair up to Brenda’s desk and begins fumbling through papers as to appear busy with important work.
“It seems as if Molly caught Jim with another woman!”
Brenda’s mouth falls open, realizing the magnitude of this information. Sadly, it hurts to think that her friend’s life is on the verge of being exposed all over the office but she has paid for the meal, she must eat it now, as nothing must go to waste. She begins to feed into the gossip.
“Karen…please do not spread this around, I need to talk to Molly before this goes any further. This kind of information could really hurt someone you know,” says Brenda, nervously.
Brenda knows that Karen is very crafty, and she will sell her best friend down the river without thought, for a good piece of gossip.
Karen could suddenly focus all her attention on Brenda, should she cross her.
Karen looks at Brenda, sporting an evil smirk. “You know…sometimes the other woman is someone really close, like a best friend.”
Karen knows she has nothing more to go on, but has begun a fishing expedition, using any bait she can find. Being a manipulative kind of person, she has some idea how to get information out of people.
Brenda realizes that Karen has turned her attention on her. She is now being targeted, knowing there is nothing she can do but attempt to save herself.
She thinks to herself, why did I allow Karen to slide her chair up to my desk, now I am in her inner circle, and there is no where to go.
“I have read about situations like that, and I cannot imagine ever doing that to my best friend,” explains Brenda, hoping this would spark some sort of compassion from the forked tongue devil.
Just about that time, Molly walks up, smiling from ear to ear. “Good morning, peeps!”
Like two young children, caught with their hands in the cookie jar, they look up, smiling bigger than they should be, offering a cheesy response.
“Oh Molly I love your new dress! It looks stunning on you!” says Karen, enticing Molly with her words.
Brenda, still feeling badly, offers her thoughts. “Karen is right Molly; you are simply glowing this morning.”
Molly looks at both women, having a feeling, she has interrupted their morning gossip session, but she really does not care.
“Jim asked me to marry him last night!” blurts out Molly, wanting the whole world to know, even the office gossips.
“Molly that is so wonderful,” says Brenda sincerely.
Karen stands up abruptly, looking at Molly. “Molly dear…I do not want to ruin your day, but a rumor has been floating around that Jim has not been…uh …faithful! The good Lord knows I do not want you to get hurt.”
Molly looks at Karen, who is salivating, ready to swallow any bits of juicy dialog. “You are right Karen, there has been a rumor floating around, in fact, I heard it last week. Jim’s sister was in town, and they ran into Greta from the seventh floor. She could not get out of that restaurant fast enough.
Karen looks at Brenda, and then at Molly, attempting to rake over the blunder. “Well…what a relief…I cannot imagine Jim doing something so horrible to our good friend. You know… I heard that Greta has a nervous condition; I wonder if this is why she flew out of the restaurant so fast. With two failed marriages, I am sure it would make anyone a bit mental!”
Karen turns, leaving Molly and Brenda to think about what she has just blurted. She walks back to her desk, feeling full, like she has just eaten a 10-course meal of juicy gossip, and now she may be able to get some real work done.
Thinking to herself, I wonder who I will have for lunch.