In the middle of a conversation over yellow curry chicken and Thai iced coffee, a friend relayed some information to me on the condition that I not repeat it to anyone. I nearly choked on a pepper from laughing — I couldn’t even tell you just how many times I’ve heard that request. No doubt most everyone has been asked at one time or another to keep certain news quiet, but I actually do keep my mouth shut when asked and the information literally stops with me. I’m quite the repository of information and gossip around the office and amongst my circles of friends, but despite suggestions to the contrary it is doubtful that a tell-all book is in my future. Somehow an expose on a group of friends at an office isn’t particularly sexy, and on the more practical level our indiscretions and dramas and such are just the same old tales told the world over: the players and the played, the haves and the have-nots, the loved and the loveless…
Maybe i could make it into a film instead.
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