Do you ever eavesdrop?

No, I don’t think so. I might look at the phone of a friend beside me to mess with them (whilst making it very obvious), but I don’t eavesdrop on conversations. In fact, I rarely listen to conversations that I don’t need to be a part of. I always just space out or think of other things. Speaking of which, as I’m clickety clacking away on my keyboard to write this, I suddenly notice that my tablemates are talking (I’m serious). Sounds like they’re even arguing. It would be funny to hear what they’re talking about, but I can’t tell because I’m too busy thinking about what to write next. Oh, I just heard the words “lottery ticket.” Anyways, back to writing this essay.

I’m not sure where this habit of thinking to myself comes from. I’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember. Could it just have been a tactic formed to fight my constant boredom? Maybe. Am I just helplessly narcissistic and love listening to myself talk at all hours of the day? Maybe, but hopefully not.

Although eavesdropping typically includes trying to gather secret information, there’s not really much of that going on inside Uni as far as I know. For me, eavesdropping is more like listening in from a distance and without joining in. I already have the part about not joining in nailed down. Now I just need to actually listen in on people. But I don’t wanna. I just don’t have an interest in what other people talk about. I have better things to do anyways, such as thinking about how I’m going to write a passable blog post in two days.

Unfortunately, my lack of interest also extends to conversations I’m supposed to be in. People will often call my name and I just won’t realize because I wasn’t listening at all. I remember a specific time in Math class where this happened. It was nearing the end of the class, so I decided to space out. I noticed that people were moving to the front, and I should probably have tried to find out why, but I just shrugged it off. After a minute or two, my friends started to motion me over, but I couldn’t figure out why. I just awkwardly sat there trying to figure out what was going on. In the end, I didn’t move until the very end of the class... Apparently, those of us who finished the WebAssign due that week were supposed to go up to the front to solve a different problem. And, apparently the teacher had called me multiple times, and I didn’t hear her even once.

I sometimes wonder if I should eavesdrop more often. I’m not talking about trying to gather secret information to blackmail people. I just mean secretly listening to potentially interesting conversations. Perhaps I’ll find something funny or amusing. Perhaps the thrill of just trying to evade their sight might be fun. Does that make me creepy? Yeah definitely. But I always come to the conclusion that I’m just too lazy to even try. So don’t worry, I won’t be hearing anything private you said anytime soon.