There's a lot of talking in my department. It's a pretty monotonous job with what is likely to be a fairly high turnover rate, so if conversation makes it more bearable and they're doing what needs to get done, more power to them and their inappropriate conversations.
The majority of people seem to think that D/s relationships begin and end at kink. In some seedy room In some other city. With people who just like to play. Real people who live it are a myth like unicorns or Pandora (I'm actually pretty sure that she's not a myth and follows me around opening up her stupid box weekly, but that's a different story).
I just laugh and keep on working. Okay, most of the time. Occasionally something that shouldn't just forces its way out of my mouth, but after all, living D/s is a myth like unicorns or Pandora, so nobody pays it any mind.
The truth is, most people see D/s through the filter of 50 Shades of unrealistic. And that's okay. But it's still a bit funny to me--the crew thinks I'm the queen bee. They see that the majority of people, the ones who have been around long enough to know how things work, step fairly carefully when it comes to me. I'm picky, and I'm a big fan of "do it my way or get the fuck out". They see that, in my department, Alpha defers to me. I do ask his opinions, but if I disagree, things get done my way.
As was pointed out to me the other day by another manager, I am "The big dogs wife". One might think that comes with lots of perks, but it does not. If anything, it has come with a hell of a lot of "she's just in that position because of who she's married to". Yea...Ironically, nobody wants my job. Can't imagine why not!
But I'm getting distracted, as usual...
The truth is, it can be amazingly difficult to see beyond our own constructs of what we perceive reality to be and who we think the people around us really are.