You Know What Really Grinds My Gears?

I’m normally a fairly upbeat and positive person, but just like anyone else, I have my pet peeves.  Couple these with my sometimes non-existent patience and some days I feel like a ticking time bomb of annoyance just waiting to erupt all over someone.  Having come down with some sort of “funk” either from flying last week or  inhaling a heaping helping of pollen has set the stage for one of those days when the littlest of things are pissing me off.  So I thought it might be cathartic to put together a little list of things that really irk me.

Coughing

I guess I could just say being sick in general, but coughing specifically is the pits.  I woke up about 400 times last night which ultimately led to my current zombie like state.  I spent my bus ride into work focusing so hard on not coughing that I was sweating.  That makes for a long trip.

I took some medicine.  So now I’m a zombie, with medicine head, who is still having violent coughing spurts.  Awesome.  Can’t wait to go home and do the neti pot (essentially controlled drowning) again.  There’s a light at the end of the tunnel.

Not sure if you’ve picked up on this yet, but I’m a bit dramatic when sick.  And my sarcasm is at an all time high.

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This is how Matt was looking at me last night.  I could feel it.

Slow People

This really could be almost anywhere.  Traffic. Waiting in line. Today I will focus the eye rolling at people on sidewalks.  Move people.  Walk.  The middle of the sidewalk is not the place to stop abruptly for no reason.  Are you having some sort of fugue state?  Don’t be surprised when people cut around you abruptly in a huff.

At lunch rush.

When there are two thousand people moving down the sidewalk.

And don’t walk three abreast and occupy the entire sidewalk so no one can pass.  You can chat with your girlfriends about that funny thing your kid did last night when you get where you’re going.  You are going somewhere right?  No?  You’re just aimlessly roaming around?  Yeah, that’s what I thought.

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“You’ll never guess what little Billy said last night.”

Left Lane Slow Drivers

Okay, so this is really just a continuation of the last complaint.  But it bothers me so much that it deserves its own section.  I’m looking at you guy going the speed limit in the left most lane.

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“I’m not moving. All 100 of you cars behind me are gonna have to just wait or illegally pass.  Roll Tide.”

People With No Situational Awareness

This is chick who runs right into you because she’s oblivious to the fact she’s in a world with other people.  How these people don’t just wander out into traffic is beyond me.  Add a cell phone and she is a Youtube video waiting to happen.

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You know what?  I actually feel a bit better.   And my lunch break is over.  So the other 102 items on the list will just have to wait for another post.  Sometimes a little bitching session in the comfort of your office is helpful.

Stay Positive & Love Your Life…even when you wanna complain.  🙂

Melissa

Today:

Listening to:  Kassidy – Oh My God

Eating:  lima beans, portabella mushrooms, kale salad, asparagus

Drinking:  H2O

Random Fact:  I dream vividly and have several recurring dreams.

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8 thoughts on “You Know What Really Grinds My Gears?

  1. I can’t stand it when people eat with their mouths open…

    • Yes! That’s one of the other 102 pet peeves I have. I also can’t stand hearing people eat crunching things!

  2. Stupid people, who can not follow a simple direction.

  3. I’m going to piggy back off of one of yours: speeding for no apparent reason. Seriously, unless you’ve got a pregnant lady in the back of your car and the kid is halfway out, don’t attempt to drive like Ricky Bobby. When I catch up to you at the next stoplight after you’ve popcorned around me at high speed AND shot me the finger, I will laugh; which will release enough tension to keep me from smashing your window, pulling you out of the car, and beating you to death in the street. I can’t afford the jail time, though I’d probably make more money in jail peeling spuds than I do at the moment.

    And let’s go softball related for a moment. Base coaches are there for a reason. Watch and listen to them. We’re not out there to catch our breath, flirt with the other team, or get a little sun. We’re trying to help you run from one base to the other, which seems simple enough but apparently can be terribly confusing. On a throw to home, take the next base; but if the goober ahead of you if standing on second watching the birdies, don’t try to take second while I’m screaming “STAY!” There’s only room for one on the base and it makes me look like an idiot as everyone on the bench thinks I sent you. That is all.

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