For as many things that we love and make us all dewy and glowing from the inside, there’s probably an exponential amount of things that drive us bat shit crazy. That chap our asses. That make our teeth itch. That could drive us to drink at the drop of a hat. That just about causes steam to blow out of our ears. Why is that? Why do we love some things so passionately but then counter them with a bazillion things that annoy us to the point of blinding rage? OK . . . maybe I exaggerated a bit on that last bit but not by much. And in the spirit of the collaboration that is O + U, here’s a list of the things – small and not so small – that annoy us just a tiny, tiny bit.
People who stop over unannounced and stay forever. Door slammers. Allowing the door to slam instead of holding it for the next person. Texting drivers. Circulars that get thrown on the front porch. Balloons. Smacking gum. Slow drivers in the fast lane. Floaters in the toilet, especially in the public bathroom. People who try to push their religious beliefs on your kids. The smell of Resolve carpet cleaner. Grammar errors. The smell of roof tar. Dogs with eye boogers. Stains. Children with too short shirts and pants. Fundraising. Fanatical parents at children’s sporting events. Gender stereotyping. Outdoor dogs. People who don’t “appreciate” our cooking. People who chew with their mouths open. Well done steaks. Being short one ingredient in a recipe. Someone not waving ‘thank you’ when you let them in during traffic. Vague Facebook status updates. Outdoor dogs. Capitalization and punctuation. Living on a busy street with people who leave their pets out. Window clings that have happy families all in a row. Netflix streaming that locks up mid-movie. A gun on the hip in a craft store. Lurkers. Seen instead of saw.
See what we mean? That’s a pretty long list, and that’s just a discussion that occurred among ourselves in two days. And trust us, most of those things are trivial and won’t get in the way of us having a drink with you or loving you as one of our own. But a couple are deal breakers. Because who orders a well done steak?
Join us this month as we explore the things we love to hate. Anything you want to get off of your chest?
Overexposed + Underdeveloped 
OOooh, grammar errors. How could I have forgotten that one myself. I mean, it’s you’re. Say it separately if you have trouble. You are. Does it work? Awesome, then stop typing YOUR! Alright, I’m calming down, or adding bailey’s in my coffee, or both.
Grammar errors grate my teeth; with kids, I can forgive them a bit, but in adults, I nearly lose my shit.
I think you covered most of mine. Something else that drives me nuts…loud drunkards. Living in the city in the summertime has its (I’m patting my back for using that correctly…LOL) disadvantages. As much as I like having the windows open, watching a movie, writing, or just plain sleeping are constantly interrupted by slurring, yelling, whistling, singing, fighting, etc.
I hear you on the loud drunkards. Considering that there is a college rental on one side of my street and an ever-revolving rental next to me, it’s never fully quiet. My favorite? When people park their cars on our street (which doesn’t allow parking) and then yell at each other at 3 AM.
Sounds like a whimsical experience. : )
My two biggest ones are: rude people, and mouldy food. Why buy something if you’re going to let it go off? Adapt your menu for the week! Stop eating junk! Freeze it!
I’m going to admit to the occasional moldy food, but lately, I’ve been really good. My biggest pet peeve with moldy food is buying something (produce, packaged hummus) and IT’S moldy. That’s unforgivable.
Yes you are so right! And when you have something planned and you open the packet to find it’s already gone off. Grr!
Hope you are having a better week after all your anger venting 😉
Bratty kids. Parents of bratty kids who say their kids are “spirited”. Nah, he’s a short, little asshole, he’s not “spirited”. I understand some kids are spirited. But some are just assholes. Meetings. Nothing ever good came out of a meeting that couldn’t have been accomplished via email in, like 1/100th the time. That last half-inch of deodorant that breaks off leaving you smearing white paste with your finger tips so you don’t stink up the meeting. I mean, we’ve put people on the freakin’ moon, we can’t design a deodorant stick that doesn’t crap out on you near the end?
The deodorant bit irritates the hell out of me . . . especially if I then have to put it back in the stick bit and it scratches me.
There are so many “code” words that all mean the same thing, and spirited is one of them 🙂
When you almost get in an accident and it’s 100% their fault but they make pissy faces and give you the finger anyway. I’m sorry you thought all four lanes were yours to turn into at will, unfortunately they’re not, so stop being a dick and get out of my lane, douche.
The cheery, “Oooops! I didn’t see you there in your big car!” face is just about the same for me.
Shit this is going to be a good month!
Amen, sister . . . amen.
People that cut in line. I have a lady at my youngest son’s preschool that cuts in line every darn morning. I think I have to bring a wrench to school and hit her in the head tomorrow…
Speeding in a school parking lot. Same thing, I might take a wrench and throw it at your car.
Parents that can’t stop texting or talking on the phone when they drop off their kids. Is it too much to ask to look your kid in the eyes and say ” I love you, have a good day, I’ll see you later”?
Trucks. I hate trucks. If you don’t need them to haul around equipment you shouldn’t be driving one. Especially when you don’t know how and try to get into a parking spot, backwards, while texting. Asshole.
The last one. I absoluttely hate repeating everything I say 100 times to my kids. Clean your room. Wash your hands. Don’t jump on your brother’s head. Take that toy out of your nose…
and I got mad while I was typing and spelled absolutely wrong. Great. 🙂
I take it that you have been in a line dropping off kids quite a bit 🙂 Amazing what you see going on, right? When I’m walking, I constantly see people who veer so far away from me (thank you . . . appreciated) but who are clearly going about 15 miles over the speed limit. And I want to leap out in front of them just for a little scare, but that would be insane.
We’ll just let that spelling error slide 😉
People don’t walk where I live, I kid you not.
But I have the same when I’m driving, exactly the speed limit, and you have that jerk behind you so close, he’s almost sitting on your passenger’s seat. That’s when I step on the breaks. Just a little to turn on my break lights and piss them off 🙂
When people are outside and throw something on the ground or out the window. I could chase them down and scream, “What is wrong with you and who raised you!?” I try to understand people, but this I have a real problem with. (Well, besides the wrong use of “your” of course) Every time I email a “thank you” to our receptionist at work, she always replies “your welcome.” It kills me, but she is so cute and I’ve waited way too long now and it would surely embarrass the heck out of her if I said something after 5 years! 🙂
Cigarette butts on the ground piss me off to the point that I’m shocked I didn’t include in in our list (seriously, how did that escape our list?). And send the receptionist an email saying, “Oh, no . . . you’re welcome,” or figure out a way for her to thank you. I’d bake her a cake just so I could clear my guilty grammar conscience.
That point when you are really hungry at a restaurant and you finally get your food only to discover it is hardly what you ordered. Then you say, “whatever” and eat it anyway but with malice!
I’d like to say that I’ve never eaten in malice, but I’ve actually eaten a meal in tears before and gritted my teeth when the manager came over to explain what happened. Thanks, douche, but I know what happened . . . y’all got it wrong.
People that call you only to say, “hold on” about 30 times while they talk to someone else. People that constantly interrupt. Lies about stupid shit. Not putting shit back where you found it (which includes the toilet seat). Sucky search engine results. Mosquitos. I could go on…
Ahhh, I’m really beginning to look forward to this month! The “hold on” drives me batty. Then again, it doesn’t seem like it takes much.
oh, the toilet seats…
SO with you on many of these except for gum smacking. Love gum smacking especially since I am usually the one guilty of such smacking.
Gotta be honest . . . the gum smacking thing wasn’t mine. I’m a huge gum smacker, which is why I don’t chew it around my students (that and it’s in our rule book that they can’t chew gum so I don’t feel like setting the bad example).
Well done Steak. Shudder at the thought.
The stick people car window thing. Ugh. Always so damn skinny!!
That’s why it’s so popular. Even if it’s only on your car, you get to be stick thin for the world to see That’s my theory.
I saw a stick figure “family” yesterday that was a man, woman, and five cats . . . just cats. Really? Just cats?
i’m cracking up that everything i type must drive you mad. sorry : )
also, i am so with you on the seen not saw. drives me nuts.
Nope . . . I can “forgive” a lot for friends 🙂