My “Pet Peeves” #blogging # writing #writer

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Like I said in “All I Ask“, I’ll be answering some of the questions you’ve asked me from time to time…this is question #1.

And today, I have an excuse to vent a few of my pet peeves. You can blame Julie from Facets of a Muse who nominated me for an “award” a while back. And though my blog is an award free zone, I decided that I would answer one of the 11 questions – the one about my pet peeves. I invite you to check out Julie’s latest post here.

Okay so in no specific order, here are random things that peeve me. You can judge me silently…

  • People who use their speakerphones or have Facetime conversations in waiting rooms (especially at the hospital) to pass the time. Have they forgotten that they are NOT within the four walls of their home and that no one else is interested in being part of their conversation? Just leave the waiting area and go outside!

  • Do not call and tell me that you have “something really important to tell me but I’ll you later“. How about you say NOTHING until you can really tell me later? If your intention is to freak me out until you do tell me, you will have succeeded. And the next time I see you in person, you will be cruisin’ for a brusin’ if it turns out to not be serious.

  • Being the only one in a washroom with a bunch of empty stalls and someone decides to occupy the one right next to mine. Really? Are you kidding me?

  • A waiter, chef or anyone else handling my food with a beard long enough to require a rubber band or its own postal code (zipcode for the Americans out there). BTW, I have no clue who this guy is…he just has the perfect rubber band for my example;

  • Hair in the bathtub, sink or on the soap…GROSS. Wash it down the drain, pick it off the soap, I don’t care what you do – just get rid of it please!

  • Why is it that the “pants on the ground” style is still around? I don’t need to see your knock off brand-named underwear and though I may have a slight aversion to “skinny” pants, I’ll take that over stupid pants any day.

  • Being on hold for FOREVER with your doctor’s office/airline company/service provider/etc only to get cut off as soon as an agent picks up;

  • A “man bun” if you don’t have the swagger to pull it off or the additional “accessories” to distract me away from the said bun because my eyes are glued somewhere else.  I may give you a pass if you’re an older surfer dude like my Galen character in “Living To Die”. 

There are plenty of others but those are just a few of the pet peeves that came to me.

What are some of yours?

I promise not to judge…well, at least not out loud. ๐Ÿ™‚

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28 thoughts on “My “Pet Peeves” #blogging # writing #writer

  1. You totally hit one of mine. I HATE when someone leaves me a message that they “have something to tell me”. So tell me, dammit! And then I have to wait… and the person is unreachable… and my mind is going to all sorts of bad places, possibly needlessly. Either say what that something is… or don’t say anything until we’re having a live conversation! Oh… sorry. Rant over. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. Ha! I used to work for a major book store chain, and we were CONSTANTLY amazed by the women who would have a conversation on their cell phone WHILE SITTING ON THE TOILET. As one of my co-workers said, “and they were making noise!” The first time I experienced this, I was sitting in the next stall, and I held tight until she was done. After that, I thought, this is a bathroom and not a phone booth. If you’re tacky enough to talk on the phone while you’re sitting on the toilet and peeing, you get what you deserve.

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  3. Hahahhahaha I’m starting to think we’re the same person! The public restroom stall and dressing room stall neighbors and even parking right next to me in an empty lot really grind my gears!

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  4. I’m right there with you on the beards and man-bun… I just can’t…

    …and don’t forget the 399 empty seats in the movie theater and they sit one seat away from you. “Excuse me, are you a serial killer?” UGH!

    My number one pet peeve is rudeness – there just isn’t any reason for it. Manners seem to have been left in the last century right along with my next pet peeve…

    …people who KNOW HOW to do their job! Give me strength! I’m always in awe when I can SUCCESSFULLY conduct business in ONE phone call/visit. If it takes a second attempt, you’re going to get screwed, and people will treat you as though it’s your fault THEIR COWORKER incorrectly handled your situation.

    Last one – parents who allow their children to misbehave ANYWHERE in public, ruining the good time of others with the excuse, “He/She is just a child, ” AND THEN get offended if you check them on it! If you want to allow your child to act as though they were raised by wolves – cool – keep them at home. But please do not expect me to say nothing or call a manager over in a restaurant if your child is lobbing food across the table, screaming like a banshee, or in a store running around opening, eating and destroying merchandise and you’re just on your cell like it’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood.

    Whew! You struck a nerve! LMAO! ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€

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    • Oh. My. God. I totally agree with every single one except the movies since I rarely ever go. The customer service one? I used to skype the convo because whenever they would tell me I misunderstood, I’d say “really? Let’s listen to the tape shall we?” โ˜บ Oh how quickly they get quiet…

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  6. OMG–#1, #4, #6, and man-buns–who the f**k invented those? They’re fine on, like, a samauri, but otherwise, ugh. And those falling-down pants. I mean, how can they even walk in those w/o them falling to their ankles? Do they swagger? Waddle? Swaddle–wait, no, that’s something else. *snicker* Beard with its own postal code–LOVE that one! (psst, I might have to use it sometime ๐Ÿ™‚ ) And #1 is sooo annoying. What did people do before cellphones? We waiting until we got home to call the person. We did. Really. And here’s the kicker–we survived just fine! ๐Ÿ˜€ Thanks for this post, Marquessa. I didn’t realize this was an award-free zone, but I’m glad you picked a question. Have a great rest of you weekend!

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