Whatever

I admit that I read the celeb tabloids. And I like 'em. I know that they are trashy and inaccurate and shallow. And I still read them. Now, I do have my standards: I stick to the glossy weeklies (US, People, Star) and never touch the crazies (National Enquirer and its ilk). But I will read, and even purchase, gossip magazines.

When I do purchase them, they eventually make their way to the lunchroom. And that's where the point of this post begins. Because, see, I've repeatedly had the following encounter with various coworkers:

SCENE: Coworker is sitting at the table with a tabloid in front of her, flipping through the pages.

Me: So what do you think of Jessica and Nick? (Or Tom and Katie or Brad and Angelina---you get the idea)

CW: Oh, this? I was just flipping. These things are so trashy. I don't normally ever read them. But it was sitting here and I forgot my New Yorker/Atlantic Monthly/War and Peace. I don't know why anyone would ever read these magazines. Who cares about these celebrities? I don't even know who you're talking about. Jessica and Nick? I was just looking at the pictures.

Whatever. Just admit that you were reading the magazine and that you are as interested as the rest of us in the celebrity gossip.

Criminey.