Women...

One of the characteristics of a woman is talking too much, that is why when people want to hush a talkative, they say "you talk like a woman".
I don't talk too much because I feel it is never necessary, my dear I an have noticed the way we women behave in the saloon and in the market. Lets save the saloon gist for another day.
I visited the market to shop for my babies monthly supply. I av this customer that knows what I want when I get there she takes my order and calculates.

While she was calculating, I saw this cute small baby and I told her mother that he daughter was a cutie, that is how I looked for trouble ooooo. She gave me  the history of how the girl is six months, sweats a lot and reacts to her diapers. I said pele and asked her to use to a certain product I used on my toddler, she told me how she used it and now it doesn't work for her daughter.
I said another pele and continued my conversation with my customer, the lady asked me what I used for my kids, I told her the cream and the makers. She told me how she didn't know if not she would have bought it in London. I told her pele again, and made her understand she can get it online. She said thank you and left.

I was relieved for a little bit until another woman came along screaming that my baby now wears size 3 diapers oooo, how much is this and that. My naughty customer now said "she is fat just like you" the woman said I am not fat na, madam am I fat for a woman who just had a baby" referring to me, that little voice in my head told me to thread carefully so I said how old is your baby and she said 1month and two weeks so I you aren't bad sha, the woman took the talk further "even after four kids" I kept quiet. She continued to rant and when I couldn't take it anymore I told her I too just had a baby,  she kept quiet.
I thanked God too early because she started her talk again and this time I paid no attention to her. When she knew I was no longer interested she ended her speech by saying "after all I have four and I look like this" I replied her in my head by saying some women have four and counting and still look slim and sexy.
 On my way home I pondered on what happened. Why do we women choose to talk about our lives, children, husband, jobs, house, car etc in public places (saloons, market, busses etc.), or even have this sudden urge to advice anyone we see?