I mentioned a pet peeve of mine on my Facebook page the other day and it got me thinking. Do I really have that many things in life that irritate me? The short answer is yes, yes I do. In fact, it turns out that I'm quite easily annoyed. This isn't good people.
My husband recently had a heart attack and I am more aware than ever of the effects stress can have on your heart. So in the interest of cleaning the slate, I thought I'd write a few of my pet peeves down and then leave them on this page instead of festering in my head.
People who hit the brakes in anticipation of the light turning yellow. For the love of Pete, cut it out. The light is still green....MOVE.
Selfies. I actually don't mind an occasional selfie. But there should be quota right? More than one a month and you get fined. Also if you have a duck face in the selfie, you should be banned for life. Sounds reasonable to me.
Unnecessary quotes or air quotes. I am an "offender" here but I'm working on it.
The Harlem Shake. As a society I think we have to ask ourselves, "Are we getting dumber?"
Bitches. Good grief, please don't walk in a room and say "Hey Bitches" or "Yo Bitch" or "It's Britney Bitch." I can't even begin to tell you how insulting I find this term.
Wet toilet seats.
Requests on LinkedIn from people that have no reason on earth to linkin with me. If a person in the travel industry wants to connect, I understand that. But when someone from the financial services sector or real estate sector wants to connect with me I think it's a sales job. LinkedIn is for me to find employment, not to open myself to spam. Try sending a reason why you'd like to connect, otherwise it's a flat-out ignore.
Margarine. I can't. I just can't.
When my kids ask me what's going to happen next in the movie...and it's my first time seeing it too.
Phone ringers. Text alerts. Your phone has a silent button. Please find it.
Labels that leave a sticky gooey mess behind. Grrrr.
Finally, women who don't wash their hands when they leave the washroom. I see you.
Phew! That felt good. Now maybe these things won't bother me...as much. What drives you crazy?
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