unconsenting third party listeners

[Tom Scharpling]

Driz -

You're okay in my book.

Come back to New Jersey anytime you want.

Tom.

[driz]

Driz -

You're okay in my book.

Come back to New Jersey anytime you want.

Tom.

my visual depiction of this moment:

[iAmBaronVonTito]

I had to google Jughandles.  I don't hate the idea.  What really drives me crazy is California's complete lack of Cloverleafs on the highways.

steve, do you really think california would benefit from cloverleafs...?  come on.


my spouse was the one to get me into the best show.  the very first time i listened i didnt want any of it, i was more occupied with other things- like getting familiar with them (we met three days earlier).  eventually, it caught on and now i listen to it ten hours a day (merely rotating the last three shows).  at some point in the week, i pepper in cherry blossom clinic and evan funk davies.

however, in the last year and a half ive been without my spouse, i dont share the best show with third parties, consentual or otherwise.  they trash talk it, and hold it against me for boring them for three hours; they just dont get it.  although lately, the guy at work who ive previously thrown under the bus on this board for giving me a seriously hard time about the best show v. howard stern or adam carolla has been listening to the best show but still hates the wurster calls and doesnt understand why Tom hangs up on "good calls" and lets "bad calls" (most likely a wurster call) stick around for so long.

it used to bother me, but ive accepted now that im going to listen to the best show and if they like it, great.  if they dont, get out of my car/house/office. 

[Big Plastic Head]

My wife is still kind of on the fence. Three hours is a long stretch of time for her to concentrate on one thing so she kind of fades out every now and then. On long drives she makes no fuss about listening to the archives. And on Tuesdays, she has recently been scheduling things outside of the house; hair cut, ceramics, whatever. That leaves me three hours of personal work time with TBS on. Not bad. I think I'll keep her.

[Steve in North Hollywood]

My wife is still kind of on the fence. Three hours is a long stretch of time for her to concentrate on one thing so she kind of fades out every now and then. On long drives she makes no fuss about listening to the archives. And on Tuesdays, she has recently been scheduling things outside of the house; hair cut, ceramics, whatever. That leaves me three hours of personal work time with TBS on. Not bad. I think I'll keep her.

You, sir, have struck gold!

[Bryan]

Why can't people just leave each other alone for three hours?  Sheesh.

I decided to test Sarah's theory last night, and when my wife made a conversational overture during TBSOWFMU, I asked if we could wait until it was over to chat. I was slightly agitated (knowing it was a doomed tactic) so I was less diplomatic than I ought to have been. This resulted in a non-serious, but long-simmering fight during which I was forced to say out loud "Of course I love you more than I love the Best Show!" (It's true, too. I hope I never have to choose just one.)

[Sarah]

A query more than a theory, sir.  And a plaintive one at that.  Having lived with men who refuse conversation during all manner of sporting events yet insist on bending my ear when I'm watching/listening to something I care about, I'm well aware that the ideal embodied in my question is rarely realized.  This angers me and also may account for why I live alone now (at least in part).

[Big Plastic Head]

My wife is still kind of on the fence. Three hours is a long stretch of time for her to concentrate on one thing so she kind of fades out every now and then. On long drives she makes no fuss about listening to the archives. And on Tuesdays, she has recently been scheduling things outside of the house; hair cut, ceramics, whatever. That leaves me three hours of personal work time with TBS on. Not bad. I think I'll keep her.

You, sir, have struck gold!

Don't I know it! And last nights show was so damn funny, I managed to get zero work done.

[Fido]

This angers me and also may account for why I live alone now (at least in part).

Except for your beloved menagerie, right?

You're all right, Sarah.

[Steeley Chris]

jughandles, no pumping gas

I was in Pennsauken, NJ over the holidays and it's totally the best(?) of NJ and Philly combined. That accent, thanks to PBR, kills me. But the jughandles, to which my reply to my sister-in-law who was giving me directions, was "WTF is a jughandle?" (as opposed to traffic light with a left-hand turning green arrow that would have saved me 10 minutes), and the no pumping gas, which makes being at a gas station 10x longer than it normally is, is a little effed up.

Some people just can't handle the good things. Jughandles make things go faster, and it doesn't take '10 x longer' to get your gas automatically pumped (at a cheaper price than NY, by the way). You went to the wrong gas station. Don't blame that on New Jersey.

Tom.

I said it before and I'll say it again - "I was wrong and I'm sorry". It really wasn't NJ's fault, I was projecting. Can I still blame it on my mother-in-law?

[iAmBaronVonTito]

hearing all these stories about married couples who dont listen to the best show together makes me realize how lucky i was.  now im merely trying to find anyone platonic who will like the best show.  

*caution: reads unintentionally "sad bastard"

[A.M. Thomas]

A query more than a theory, sir.  And a plaintive one at that.  Having lived with men who refuse conversation during all manner of sporting events yet insist on bending my ear when I'm watching/listening to something I care about, I'm well aware that the ideal embodied in my question is rarely realized.  This angers me and also may account for why I live alone now (at least in part).

I've always hated this.

The guys who do this are really into grunting and meatheadedness and, well, being guys.  What is this, Home Improvement?

I guess I can't really get too mad though, because I don't want to talk to anyone when The Best Show is on or I'm really into a book or movie.

[Steve in North Hollywood]

A query more than a theory, sir.  And a plaintive one at that.  Having lived with men who refuse conversation during all manner of sporting events yet insist on bending my ear when I'm watching/listening to something I care about, I'm well aware that the ideal embodied in my question is rarely realized.  This angers me and also may account for why I live alone now (at least in part).

I've always hated this.

The guys who do this are really into grunting and meatheadedness and, well, being guys.  What is this, Home Improvement?

I guess I can't really get too mad though, because I don't want to talk to anyone when The Best Show is on or I'm really into a book or movie.

BUT that's because The Best Show is a primarily auditory experience.  Sports games?  They action and stats are all there for you to look at on the screen.  Hearing the commentary is just the icing on the cake.  I like to turn on a game and listen to Harry Potter books on tape*.



*That entire sentence is untrue.  I've never liked turning on a game, nor have I ever listened to a Harry Potter book on tape ... or CD.  No technicalities here.

[Chris L]

I like to turn on a game and listen to Harry Potter books on tape.

The best of both worlds would be this set of Lestat audiobooks I own read by Joe Buck. 

[Sarah]

I can accept a guy's wanting to give his full attention to a sporting event; I just want him to accept my wanting to give my full attention to whatever I'm that interested in.  I'm a sauce-for-the-goose kind of gal.