There are a lot of things that just drive me crazy. Getting hit in the back of the head is one of them. It doesn't have to be hard (obviously that would bug anybody), a light pat will do the trick and instantly drive me crazy. For this reason I could never play football. You do something cool, you get hit in the back of the head. No fun.
Yesterday in Target I heard another thing that drives me crazy. "Libary" I think it is just ignorance (not that I am super Smart) or maybe incompetence? Saying library incorrectly just screams "look at me I am stupid!" Now I realize this is very hypocritical. There are plenty of words that I say wrong or things that I do wrong that I could care less about, or that I just don't correct, but "libary" just bugs me.
What bugs you?
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Ha ha. Libary is annoying. I think my biggest pet peeve is when people complain about how broke they are, but the next sentence out of their mouth is, "Did you see my new (fill in the blank)." If you're so broke, how can you buys so much junk?
I have a list. It's quite formal, actually. Check my first post on my blog. Yes, the first “wisdom” I shared with the blogosphere was my “hate list”. The title sounds worse than it really is but I’m very passionate about most of the things on it. In fact, I think I might have “libary” on the list.
Anyway, the one I will share here is my hatred for Subway sandwich artists – not all of them, but most of them. Here’s the reason: for some reason, when I go to a Subway and say, “I want that sandwich in the picture up there on your wall.” The “sandwich artist” immediately asks me, “What would you like on that?” I respond, “I want it like that picture. Everything in the picture. I want it just like that.” They say, “Sauce? …Lettuce? …Tomatoes? …”
Now, I know what you’re going to say. “Phil, they just want to make sure the sandwich is made the way you like it.” This is what I say to every person I’ve ever argued this with, “Sometimes I don’t want to talk, I just want to point at a picture, pay my money, and eat my sandwich in peace. If the DON’T want people to expect the sandwich artists to know how to make some specialty sandwich, then don’t put posters on the wall with names like “Half Pound Carnitas Sandwich”.” Any time we go to Subway and I say “I want the sandwich in that poster” and the sandwich artist asks, “What do you want on it? my wife laughs.
I’m sorry; I just get really fired up just thinking about it.
I kind of want to smack you in the back of the head now... sorry. Maybe I'll post about my pet peeves... we'll see.
Hey Kyle,
Should have put this down on the other post but just wanted to say "Congrats" to you and Colette on the new baby girl! That's pretty awesome!
Bitty
When the neighbors who live just below me blast their music right after I put the kids to bed and their bass is banging through the bedrooms floors! Drives me crazy and it is usually too early to do anything about it.
The question is, how pissed would you be if i said "I'm hitting you in the back of the head with this libary book?
Thank you for being the only person kind enough to read and post on my way too long blog. you are a better boyfriend than jerry (JUST KIDDING JERRY). When can we see your guys baby girl?
In regards to your first pet peeve, my corresponding pet peeve is hitting hip on things. I will automatically be in a sour mood if I hit my hip on the corner of a table or something. It's bad.
And in regards to the second, libary IS annoying, but the worst one for me is "nucular" instead of nuclear. I cringe every time I hear it.
I hate it when people touch my face (but they can play with my hair all day)
It bugs me when people are picky about food.
It rubs me wrong with people say, "supposably." I like "supposedly." But I looked it up once in the dictionary, and Webster told me that these words can be used interchangeably. Really? Guess I might have to get over this one.
I try not to get caught up on people's grammar, seeing as I am a Lifelong English Major, and if I turn on the grammar check button, I hear everything.
I also dislike tooting my own horn, thank you very much.
And beets. I hate beets.
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