Talking Poop Yo!
We’ve all done it — talked about someone or something in disparaging terms. Call it “venting” or “going stabbity” or whatever, there are times when airing our feelings, perhaps in even a less than favorable gossip-like way, feels like the right thing to do. But how comfortable are you to talk about actual poop? As in your own?
Me, not so much.
Oh, I know. We all poop. Heck, even I read that book. And it’s not like I’m especially bashful. It’s just that I have a bit more decorum (I’d like to think) than to talk about my poop. My kids, my pets, people in my life–talking about their poop is no problem. But mine? Er…
I bring up this rather taboo topic because this morning three radio personalities (remember back when they were simply DJs?) were talking about poop, particularly one man’s recent public pooping experience.
And the whole time I was thinking, “Wow. Not sure I could do that.”
Anybody with me on this aversion? Feel like discussing your own bathroom habits a bit too delicate for mass public conversation?
Is it me or is it weird to be weirded out by something we all do? I know I’ve cracked jokes (on stage no less) about poop. But I guess I’m not one for airing my bathroom issues in public. At least not that much.
So there ya go. Something to think about this Friday. To talk poop or not, that is the question.