Revealing Comments

I was on the phone at my desk in the open plan office, having a conversation with a lady who was waiting for an operation and consequently in some pain. "Oh, poor you," I sympathised. She went into some detail on the nature of the afflicted body part and how frustrating it was waiting for the medical profession to fix it. "Awww," I offered by way of response. And "Oh dear." I made noises indicative of my understanding and empathy.

While I was having this conversation a bad tempered male colleague at a nearby desk muttered "God, she sounds like she's having an orgasm," before gathering up his things and presumably moving to a less distracting part of the building.

Leaving aside the whole inappropriateness of this comment, I couldn't help but be amused by the unwittingly high level of intimate detail it revealed. As I later pointed out, I was making sounds of sympathy and concern and if that was what he usually heard, if that was what he thought an orgasm sounded like, then this was a pitiful state of affairs and he had been seriously misled by the women in his life.