Say Nothing…Say It Often

It’s so hard to shut-up…to refrain from comment, silence your tongue, hold that verbal fire.

They should teach it as an alternate language, same as Spanish, or French.

When the woman rubbernecking me at the market, her cart, scraping my heels making me squeal, without even looking at me said, “Excuse me,” as if she were merely passing me on the 18th hole, I took it on the heel, so to speak.

My floor mate, still convinced I’m a leper, inched her way against the wall before running down the stairs, so rather then asking for some of Patrick the cat’s poop to leave in front of her door, said a prayer for her since, she may very well end up in the psych ward, minus her Prada belt.

Speaking of Patrick, whose dad sometimes forgets to feed out of his own pandemic panic, is smart enough to come over to my house for his Chicken of the Sea. When dad said, I’m coaxing him over and could I please stop, once again, refrained from putting a head through a wall. Patrick, who has the patience of a cat, just shook his head and said…pay no attention…I’ll be over later. And yes, I also didn’t say…WHO THE FUCK LETS HIM OUT!

Nope, I was as quiet as a mouse who I’m told, is lurking under 8B’s fridge like a Natzi Spy. This woman, who feels we’re friends since, I’m the only one in the building who speaks to her, keeps leaving me notes warning me about Mighty Mouse. I did smell a rat, finding out she has a little drinking problem. Having one of my own I’ve managed to quell, I would never throw stones, so when her last note, as if she wrote it with a pencil in her mouth, said…


I simply slipped it into the shredder, gave her the finger two floors down, and got out the tuna fish since, Patrick was due any minute.Β Β Β 


About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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80 Responses to Say Nothing…Say It Often

  1. I laughed that we should be taught the language of being silent like learning a foreign language. Keeping silent IS foreign to many of us.

    You are surrounded with self-centered fiends who don’t deserve you. How I wish some of your caring would rub off on them!

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  2. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, I lived in a four unit apartment building after graduating college and also had an interesting assortment of tenants. My roommates and I once found a bucket of blood in the well between our apartment and another. The two apartments across from us were senior boys which is always interesting.
    I haven’t had anyone shy away from me yet due to Covid. Up here the problem is the opposite. People are used to being friendly and find it difficult to stay apart.
    And you really shouldn’t be setting mice loose, ha ha!

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  3. It sounds like you share space with a number of idiots. I think it is good to avoid them. (Except for Patrick.)

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  4. Dale says:

    It is definitely a language that should be taught.
    Sometimes the best thing to do is ignore and let it roll off your back. Why cause your own self more aggravation?
    Give Patrick a rub for me, will ya?

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  5. Sorryless says:

    Admittedly, there are times when I fly off the handle. But when I look back on these times, I usually spoke from truth. I guess you could say one of my strengths is to repurpose a reactive exchange into a proactive conclusion. Plus, I have a few friends who play my Luca Brasi so I don’t have to. That helps.

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  6. Ugh, it would be hard to hold your tongue in some of those situations. Sometimes on Facebook or somewhere else online, I’m tempted to comment on something controversial but I always regret it when I do. Silence is best, often.

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    • I know what you mean. Anytime I say anything political in a post it seems to unleash an an army of assholes. We can agree to disagree, it’s America after all, at least it was, last I looked. Thanks for reading manifesto number 2,115. πŸ™‚

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  7. RosieJoseph says:

    I love that quote, I am so going to use it, say nothing say it often. Fabulous. As for the man who thinks he owns the cat, how sad is he! ❀️


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  9. Mary says:

    Love it, used it many times myself! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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