Pet Peeves II
March 27th, 2009 - A Million Peeves - 15 Comments »I listen to Neil Boortz sometimes on the radio. When I do, I often leave pissed about issues that I didn’t even know were issues. Had I not listened at all, I would have been fine. I can only hope that you’ll leave here with a new batch of things to be frustrated about. Here are some more pet peeves to add to the list.
8. Hug/Handshake Mixups – Closely akin to the high-five/fist pound mixup. You haven’t seen your friend for a while and because of that, you’re totally out of sync. The inevitable happens. You go in for the handshake (afterall, you’re not that great of friends) and he opens wide for the hug. Then, like clockwork, both of you switch, only to be in the very same predicament. There is no clean way out of this.
9. Bent book covers – I just bought a brand new book the other day. There’s just something I love about a fresh, mint condition book. My 1.5 year old thought the book would be more fun to play with than any of his 9.7 million toys. The cover is now bent completely in half. I would rather throw it away than continue reading it. It’s just so…bent. Ugh. How shallow am I?
10. Blue Toothers – This is an obvious choice. Nevermind the fact that you can’t ever tell if the blue-toother is talking to you or the person on the phone. We’ve all been peeved by that for years. What about the fact that he never takes it off…ever. It doesn’t matter if he’s at a funeral or swimming laps. Is there some sort of super-adhesive on those that I don’t know about? Are they like tattoos?
11. Tip Jar at Starbucks – Is this necessary? I just spent half a mortgage payment on this latte. Are you really asking me for more money?
12. Post Oil Change Conversation – You know this conversation is coming. You sit there and think about it while you’re waiting – rehearsing what you’re going to say, how this time you’re going to hold fast. But, as expected, the mechanic comes and sits down beside you. Holding your dirty air filter as his persuasive prop of choice, he locks eyes with you (with those trusting blue eyes), puts his dirty arm around you, and lists all of the car’s other dire needs. You cave, crumble up your “$18.99 Oil Change” coupon, pay him $96, and go on your merry way…again.
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Great list.
Post Oil Change Convo… excruciating. Every time.
I have heard the Bluetoothers referred to as “Bluetools.” It’s so appropriate.
I hate the handshake thing, but I found that the Thigpen way is most useful. Hold your hand up as your moving in to similuate the side hand shake as opposed to the normal handshake. Make contact with the side handshake, and it will gradually move you into a one arm hug which is comfortable for everyone. The problem is, it doesn’t work on girls.
Whoops I missed! I want to take back my vote. I meant to give your comment a Thumbs Up!
Peeve – When someone burps or farts in the car while you are driving somewhere, but they don’t tell you until you freak out and say “was that you?”… by this point, you’ve been huffing away on the noxious fume, thinking to yourself “its probably just a chicken house nearby”…i can’t handle the dr. pepper burps either.
Peeve – nothing original here, but email forwards. of any kind. i have no interest, nor sympathy for anyone in email dire straights.
love the blog.
My new pet peeve is using the term “bailout” or “stimulus” for uses in blogs, sermons, jokes, advertisements or and most of all from the mouths of our politicians.
“2 tacos for $3-finally a bailout that works for you”
“Buy 3 copies of my book and get a free sticker! (hurray) Compliments of Mr. Author’s Bailout plan
“No down payment for 30 days- your bailout has arrived”
It’s not clever nor does it do anything but remind us that the government is just printing money! Please for the love, find a new catch phrase.
(Speaking of Catch Phrase tyler, how’s bar doing?)
lately, i’ve become really annoyed with the same 3 facebook friends that constantly update their status so i am forced to acknowledge how they spend every waking hour. they’re not even real friends, either, they’re just people i accepted so i wouldn’t feel bad for rejecting them. its like a virtual never-ending conversation that can’t get out of, and since i’m a cranky jerk, i find this to be totally unacceptable.
Bluetooths irk me. How important are those people anyway? They must.be.reachabale.at.all.times.
And the Starbucks tip jar? That’s always bugged me too and I hadn’t given it too much thought, but you’re right…I’ve already paid quite a bit, thankyouverymuch, for my drink. And I’ve got the black card to try to knock off a few cents. No way am I going to turn around and drop that in your “gas money” jar.
I too am a fan of boortz, and between that and the drudge report…I too wish I could be ignorant on the issues. I do though have a pet peeve that should be added to the list. I call them “dude fests”. These are guys…generally in their mid 30′s to 40′s, usually wearing jean shorts (sorry Florida) and ulitmately sun glasses…..INSIDE. Drives me nuts, very similar to the bluetools. Are they looking at me…or not?
However, I have to take offense to the oil change guy. Seeing as how I run a car repair shop…i’m usually the guy holding the prop. I mean well, but our industry has a bad rap from all those “express” type places. Thanks for a good laugh. Bob
Aside from Post-Oil Change convo being the number 1 stress factor in my life, I’ll add to Nate’s and say that I hate being invited to every group imaginable by people I haven’t seen in 7+ years. No, I’m not coming to “Ashley Summers is turning 23″ nor do I want to be a part of “Bringing Snap Bracelets Back.”
Great choice to sequel this post. Loved your selections.
I just recently had an encounter with an old friend, and of course, we have the handshake/hug mix-up, which was then followed by the, “why is he still wearing his bluetooth but pretending that he doesn’t know it’s there, just so he can impress me?”
I’d like to add something to the pet peeve list (maybe you’ve already said this one in a previous post, by I’m too lazy move my mouse and make a few clicks to see if that is so). I hate bathroom stalls that open inward, toward the toilet, instead of outward. Who thought this up? Every time I encounter one of these, I tell myself, “Alright, you can do this! This time it’s going to be different” and then I proceed to try to walk into the stall while trying to avoid touching/falling/stepping into the toilet that clears the door by mere centimeters. And every time, I end up failing to some degree. So far, I haven’t been so unfortunate as to actually step into the toilet, but I know that day is coming like a thief in the night.
i realize this is an old post. But i had to weigh in, because i got ticked. about the Starbucks thing. I’m trying to not get angry, but seriously. If you’re complaining about the tip jar you’ve obviously never been on the other side of the counter. The baristas work their butts off for relatively little pay so you smug bloggers can sip away at your double non fat-soy latte with caramel drizzle, while you sit in the corner with your macbook listening to whatever pitchfork decided was cool this week. My best friend had the privilege to work at the most busy starbucks in the county. When he was done with his shift he could barely walk, and tips were sometimes the only thing putting food on his table and diapers on his baby. “I just spent a lot on this coffee…” Are you SERIOUS? 1. no one says you have to go to starbucks, (unless your black thick rimmed emo glasses have some sort of mind control chip in them. ) and 2. do you really think the employees see that money? Do you? Tip your minimum wage earning baristas, because if you are a regular, then they know who you are. Treat them well, get ready for some free coffee coming your way, treat them badly and enjoy your latte with an extra shot of loogie.
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