The author's main belief in "Sex, Lies and Conversation", is that both men and women come from two different cultures and that during a simple a conversation it would …show more content…
Basically a woman loves to show attention to the speaker and loves getting the same attention when she is the speaker. "Men, she found, more often give silent attention" (Tannen p.230). A woman's habit during a conversation is just as irritating to a man, as a man's conversation habit is to a woman. Women feel that when men are silent they aren't paying attention, while men feel that a woman's "stream of listener noise" as overreaction (Tannen p.231). For example, whenever I come home from school my mom always asks me, "How was school?". I could have the most boring story in the world and my mom will throw out sound affects of "Oooh", "Ahhh", and "Oh Wow". I mean seriously my stories of school are not remotely interesting and she is just so into the conversation like a little kid watching a magic show for the first time. I mean I love my mom but I just can't talk to her because the interruptions become very annoying after a while. My dad on the other hand, says "sounds good" gives a simple nod like he enjoyed the conversation and eats …show more content…
229). Basically, a good conversation with a girl will help a long way because for them, friendships are based on conversation. She also states, that for a boy, friendship is "based less on talking, more on doing things together" (Tannen p.229). I remember one time me and a good friend of mine, were sitting out on my porch. And I thought it was the most beautiful and pleasant scene I've had in a while. The moon was full, the sky was clear with the stars, and I had a gorgeous girl to the right of me. No less than two minutes of sitting on the porch she leans over, and says those three magical words "You're really boring". I look over to her confused and she asks me, "How come you're not talking?" . Annoyed by her interrupting blather I answer her, "How are YOU talking?". I mean she has a beautiful sky drawn in front of her, beautiful breeze right by her, and not to mention an Egyptian hunk on her side. I mean time is moving so fast and she can't even savor the moment by being quiet for five minutes? Frankly, the only time she'll hang out with me is if I keep her on top of her feet, fully armed with stories and jokes. But I'm sorry to say, that I only have so much funny stories, and once there done she calls me