Manterruption

Ever notice how often men interrupt women? It isn’t always in the workplace, either. It is everywhere. If I had a dime for every time the Crankee Yankee interrupts me, I could easily go to Hawaii again; this time via first class!

I’ve done some research on “manterruption,” and it is indeed a thing. I don’t know if it is because men just can’t wait when they have something to say and interrupt like a three year old child, or if they just don’t hear or notice that someone else is talking. Didn’t we grow up in kindergarten learning about “wait your turn” or “someone else is talking now?”

It’s funny that, a man can interrupt a woman several times, but let someone interrupt him and he is highly incensed and says with teeth bared, “I am TALKING!”

I love the Crankee Yankee more than my jewelry, but it drives me crazy when he interrupts me. I honestly don’t think he does it to aggravate me; he just has to say what he wants to say before he forgets it. I truly don’t think that most men realize how much they interrupt; I think it’s just something in their DNA and they can’t help it.

Don’t get me wrong; women interrupt, too. In fact, one of the girls in my high school classes was constantly interrupting everyone; male and female. I don’t think that she had what we now call “filters” at all.

So, what’s to be done when we are interrupted? If you are anything like me, you may grit your teeth and suffer in silence, hoping that the yapper gets lockjaw. Or you can do either or both of what I do when the Crankee Yankee talks over me: 1) grin and bear it, or 2) say something snarky such as “is it now MY turn to talk again?” Or you can just be passive-aggressive and offer him a peanut butter and crazy glue sandwich.

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