Which Reminds Me

How many times do I have to repeat the same old stories about work, about that weird thing that Bonnie said while she was talking to Kathy about her boyfriend, she being somewhat bored of him, the rut they are in, but there was one thing holding them together, explaining this in such a way that there was clearly no doubt about Bonnie's lack of proper documentation. My desk facing them catty-cornered from the other direction, I could not avoid overhearing this sudden sharing of too much personal information. How these exchanges get into outside circulation I have no idea.