Stuff that grinds my gears, I can’t think of anything else to write about
Airport seats. Most people want to lie down while waiting on their
flight, or at least I do, but no the seat either forces you into perfect
posture or there is an armrest in the way.
When I feel like being a fatty and I get some Mickey D fries, there
better be at least two left over in the bottom of the bag, if not, it is huge disappointment.
When working out, sweat drops into your eyeball. That stings.
People who stare in the gym. I know I am sweating profusely, that doesn’t
mean you can stare while you lift your two pound weight.
Automated phone systems. When I call in and want to complain about my
LB&L bill, I don’t want to speak to a robot 20 times. And then they caught
on to us trying to press zero to go directly to a customer service rep, because now
they say “Well before I transfer you, tell me your problem so I know where to
direct you.” NO
Blowing your nose willie nellie. IT IS NOT OK TO BLOW YOUR NOSE AT THE
TABLE.
When walking with the flow of traffic, do not stop in the middle of the
flow. It creates a domino effect.
Interviewing coaches during games. They have better stuff to concentrate
on, and we can hear their two cents after the game.
When people leave their shopping carts in the middle of the parking
lot. Now, I do this all the time, but when it is done to me and I can’t park
there, that is not cool. Ha
Left lane is the fast lane. That is all.
Why is there always toilet paper and debris all over the bathroom
floors? Are we hooligans?
People who say “matur” instead of “mature.” Don’t try and make me sound
stupid.
People who own a small dog and treat it like a child. I have a lab, and
treat it like a child, NOW THAT IS A CHALLENGE, all 80lbs.
People who pick their teeth in public –there is a restroom with a
mirror.
People who complain about me obsessing over sports, when they obsess
about other things like hunting…being a vegan…or scary movies.
Men losing weight quicker than us women. So not fair.
Talking to someone on speaker phone.
I don’t even think I should mention it, but CONSTRUCTION during rush
hour.
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