It's Wednesday night... time to post my writing assignment from Kathy over at Mama's Losin' It. Most of the prompts this week required me to 1) think a lot, and 2) be creative, neither of which I was up for tonight (it's been a rather sucky few days in Diane World... the real Diane World, that is, and not Bloggy Diane World. It's always sunny and warm in Bloggy Diane World, thank God, or I might just staple my own head to my desk and light myself on fire). Anyway, I picked the easiest one there was...
Ten of My Absolute Worst Pet Peeves
Note that these are things which simply irritate me (albeit severe irritation... sort of like you'd feel after squatting to pee outside when you're camping and then finding out a few hours later you squatted in poison ivy and you wind up having to scratch your butt all the damned time for like a week, even in public... yeah, like that). I didn't include things I really hate (you know, like bigotry, child abuse, adultery, puppy-kicking... that's another post entirely). Anyway, here they are, in no particular order...
Lazy people who don’t/won’t clean up their dog’s poop at the park, even though there are poopy bag dispensers at every entrance and all a person has to do is tear one off and stick it in her damned pocket and then, when it’s full, walk it less than 10 feet to one of 542 trash cans that line the walking trail!
Stepping in dog poop at the park because of lazy people who won’t pick it up or who pretend they can’t see their dogs in full poop-stance, all hunched over and dropping a load, when I can see it from across the park.
Lazy people who don’t/won’t put their shopping carts away in the cart-corrals and instead, leave them in empty parking spaces or just sitting in between 2 cars, ready to do the whole ‘roll and dent’ thing. I seriously want to load those carts up with bricks and then slam them into the lazy peoples' cars at full speed.
(Are you getting the feeling that lazy people irritate me? I acknowledge the fact that it's pretty hypocritical of me, given how lazy I am, but hey, I ask you - who among us really fully understands his/her own psyche?)
People who drive at or below the speed limit in the left lane, especially if they’re riding even with someone in the right lane. It’s called a ‘passing lane’ for a reason, slowpoke. Do it! NOW!
When I refresh my blog page and it says I have 2 new comments and I get all excited, only to find out that stupid Blogger posted the same comment twice and I really only got 1 new comment (which is great and all, of course, but it’s not 2, is it?). And to clarify, when I said "stupid Blogger" above, I didn't mean the actual blogger writing the comment... I meant BLOGGER, as in the host for all these blogs, 'kay? I realized how that sounded!
When I’m in line at the store and it’s taking an infernally long time, so I move to another, quicker line, and then that line slows down, and then the person who was behind me in the first line gets to the register before I do. (And it happens to me a lot!)
Email ‘forwards.’ Hate ‘em. And I especially hate it when they are the only thing you get from a person. Like it would kill them to jot a little, ‘Hi, how are you?’ note once in a while!
When I see my little Yahoo ‘you’ve got an email’ star thingy and I get that Dopamine high going, and then I login, all excited, to see who it’s from… and it’s SPAM.
Bad grammar. Lordy, lordy. I got me some issues with bad grammar.
When two of my favorite television programs are on at the same time. It’s not like I have that many so it shouldn’t be too hard for the networks to spread them out a little… I mean, really, how difficult would that be?! If only they’d consult me. Sorry, what did you say? DVR? Tivo? I can barely set my alarm clock. Ain’t happenin’, people.
That's all. Thank you for letting me vent.