Peeves

“You don’t even know…” Don’t I? You don’t even know if I do know or not. I probably really don’t, but you don’t even know… now do you?

“Be true to yourself”. Huh? Isn’t that what humans do by default? Me, me, me… It gets on my nerve. Yes, I really do only have 1 nerve. That’s why I have a pet peeve page. I digress. In my opinion, most folks really don’t struggle with putting themselves first, so why do people need to remind each other to do something they are already doing?

People who… get in the right-hand lane to go straight. If there is a left-er lane, just go there so I can turn right on the red. I am always in a hurry. Please don’t slow me down. I know you may have a valid reason for choosing that lane, but don’t you understand my valid reason trumps yours??? OK, not really, but really, but not… but really…

The overuse of pronouns. I don’t think she likes to go to her house because she said she didn’t like the way she said she….

Eating while on the phone. When I hear someone munching on the other end - it gives me the willies. The sound of the chewing is reminiscent of millworms working over a bowl of rice crispies.

Pimples. Not your pimples… my pimples. I served my time during my teen years! It really irks me to be sincerely excited and interested in the new acne products some cute little teenie-bopeer is “pimp”ing for some oxy-this or oxy-that commercial.

Chains. Chain letters, chain emails… Responding to one is like treating a rash with a Brillo pad - it just makes it all worse. Answer one, then 12 other people will think you’re “into the chain thang” and then you get 12 more, and you have to send 12 more… Stop the insanity! Just Say No To Chain Mail. If not for me, then please, just do it for the children…. Now, send this to 12 people within the next 6 hours, and if you do not - you will be stricken with halitosis and you will never again win a tickle fight.