Saturday, August 20, 2011

You know what really grinds my gears?

Pet peeves are something everyone has. For some, it’s no big deal. Just a passing, slightly annoying thought, but it rarely interferes with day-to-day life. However, for me it can be more than a minor annoyance. It becomes an all out war in my brain that I’m certain leads to a minor heart attack each time.

Really though, I have one pet peeve. Inconsiderate people. While this is technically only one irritation, it encompasses many bothersome acts. Below is my list of said acts:

  •  People who are late. Why are you continually late to every single event you are invited to? It truly shows your lack of respect to those waiting on you. If I tell you to be at my house or a restaurant at 6:30 p.m., be there. It is not that hard to be on time.
  •  Pedestrians. You do know you’re in a parking lot right? I just want to park in the ridiculously small Santee Von’s parking lot, yet I can’t because you fail to realize you’re walking where cars drive. Every time I try to go, here you come with your failure to look both ways. Don’t get me started on crosswalks.
  • People who don’t say thank you. I just held the door open for you. I have two children with me. You have none. It wouldn’t hurt to say thank you.
  •  Slow drivers. The speed limit is 40 mph on many Santee roads. Yet I find myself behind some guy that cannot seem to go more than 20 mph. Do you realize you’re holding up traffic? This is why it sucks driving down Mission Gorge.
  •  Cell phone talkers. Cell phones are great. I love them. Conversely, they make me want to punch some people. I want to enjoy my time shopping, not hear about how wasted you and your friends were last night. Why are you talking so loud on your phone? Yuck.
  •  Bicyclists. See Pedestrians.
  •  Parking in front of someone’s house. If you’re visiting me, fine. Otherwise, move your stupid car.
  •  Loud noise. It’s 10 p.m. on a school night. Do you really have to build a fence now? Why are car alarms going off every hour on the hour? Finally, is it necessary to have such loud conversations? You know who you are. I won’t name names. Yet.
  •  People with loud kids in public. I get it. Kids are unpredictable at times, but that’s no reason for you to impede on my dining/shopping/nail salon time with your infant crying incessantly. Worse, I don’t want to see your ten-year-old kid throwing a tantrum because you don’t have the balls to tell him/her no. Come on parents. Step up.

I hope you all learned something here. Just think about others. That’s all we need to make this world a little better.

Do you have a pet peeve? Tell me in comments.