Pet Peeves: A List
- When people call and leave a voicemail saying, “Hi, call me back.” This has the same effect as a missed call, but takes up several more minutes of my time with no more information given. Pointless.
- When the mailman crumples the junk mail into the mail box. Really, Mail Man? You couldn’t take an extra two seconds out of your busy blue-clad schedule to insert the mail into the box instead of angrily stuffing into the crevices, never to be returned?
- Warm Diet Cokes. Ew.
- This commercial:
- False assertions of competence.
- Drivers who honk because life is not turning out like they planned. Traffic sucks! HONK. I hate red lights! HONK. I spilled ketchup on my shirt! HONK.
- People who bring tiny, screaming babies to the movies.
- Baristas who ask multiple clarifying questions about your order. “I’d like a 16 oz. triple shot vanilla latte, extra hot.” “Is that hot or iced? You want three shots of espresso? Wait… 12 oz?” I’ve been a barista, honey, and it ain’t that hard.
- People who say mean things with a smile.
- People who say mean things with a frown.
- Opinions based on hearsay. You know that I’ve got a buttload of opinions, but I am not a person who believes everything I hear, nor do I form opinions without at least a modicum of thought. (Most of the time. Hey, I get on my own nerves. Lay off.)
- When plastic grocery bags tear, which they never seem to do until you have eleventy-billion things in your arms and something very messy/breakable in the torn bag.
- People who are “honest” aka uncaring. “I love Lord of the Rings.” “Wow, that’s lame. I hated that movie. What?! I’m just being honest!”
- One-uppers.
- When people sniff high-and-mightily about other parts of the country. “You know how it us, she’s probably from Louisiana… (knowing laugh)” It’s one thing to acknowledge that there are different perspectives from different areas of the country (hallelujah) but this upper-crust contempt for the South or “flyover states” in particular really gets to me.
Enough whining from my end… what gets to you? It is Friday, after all, and time to let out the irritation and go to Happy Hour.
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