I'm sure many of you have your two cents about other drivers. Regardless of how well others drive around you, they still piss you off.
Now I may not be the best driver in the world, but there are two things that drive my crazy:
1. Excessive use of the horn. The second I hear a horn I freak out thinking, "Oh my goodness, what's wrong? Is my car this or that?" Usually said horn blower is just pissed that I'm driving too slow, in "his/her" lane, or like those who like the sound of their own voice, probably just likes the sound of their horn and being in control. I usually jump out of my skin when I hear a horn, and one of these days I'm going to swerve and possibly hit the horn blower. Use your horn wisely folks!
2. I'm too cool for my signal. Seriously?! You don't see this as a problem? I can usually tell when a vehicle near me needs to change lanes. You can see them looking over, speeding up, slowing down, etc. I try to accommodate as best as I can so they can get over, but I am only going to give you a certain window of time. If I am slowing down traffic behind me and you haven't made your move I'm going to get back up to speed and you can come in behind me. My favorite is those who think that no one is giving them this window of time, get pissed and just swerve over. No signal, no warning; BAM they're in your lane and you have to hit your brakes to avoid rear ending them. They then look at you like this was your fault.
For those of you who drive in this manner, warn me when you are out on the roads and I will do my best to avoid you. Yes this probably makes me an aggressive driver, but I also usually get to my destination in 1 piece and others on the road know what I'm doing.
Here's hoping you all get to where you need to safe and sound!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
What; were you born in a barn?
Owning a house has really changed my perspective on many things. Things I've always taken for granted and never thought of while renting. For example, water. My bathroom sink will drip if you don't turn off the facet just right, and I try to avoid doing small loads of laundry. I'm more aware when I tend to leave doors open, even if for just a second, and I recently had a thermostat installed that runs on a pre-set schedule to help keep heat costs down.
One thing that has always bothered me; as a homeowner or renter, is leaving lights on in a room you are done in. Now let me also state that with respects to this topic I am slightly hypocritical as I still have a hard time sleeping at night without my TV on as a nightlight, and I have been known to turn my bedside light on so I do not have to walk into a dark room when I go to bed.
I was in Girl Scouts when I was a little girl, and I remember we were given a list of things, that if completed we received a badge. One of them was "turn off lights in a room that is no longer in use". So with that said, I blame Girl Scouts for my incessant need to constantly turn off lights; maybe even if someone is still in that room.
One thing that has always bothered me; as a homeowner or renter, is leaving lights on in a room you are done in. Now let me also state that with respects to this topic I am slightly hypocritical as I still have a hard time sleeping at night without my TV on as a nightlight, and I have been known to turn my bedside light on so I do not have to walk into a dark room when I go to bed.
I was in Girl Scouts when I was a little girl, and I remember we were given a list of things, that if completed we received a badge. One of them was "turn off lights in a room that is no longer in use". So with that said, I blame Girl Scouts for my incessant need to constantly turn off lights; maybe even if someone is still in that room.
Seriously? Back off!
I'm a huge fan of the personal bubble. Unless you have been welcomed into said bubble, I expect you to stand back. I had the pleasure of an older woman (I would guess early 80's) invade my personal bubble yesterday while at the grocery store.
I was next in line to use the self checkout. While scanning my items the woman came up right behind me indicating that she wanted to use the lane next. Self checkouts work a little differently. You wait outside the rope and the next available register (of 4) is yours for the taking. So she not only jumped in front of a couple other people in line, she was literally on my heels. I could feel her breath on the back of my neck.
My first reaction is to turn around and give her a nasty look. Didn't work. So then I take a step back; onto her, "Pardon me", I say, "You're kinda in my way". Still nothing, she rocked back and forth with me while I stepped forward and back. Finally I gave the employee (the one who oversees the self checkout lanes) a look and she came to my rescue pointing out where the end of the line is and that she would have to back off and leave me alone. Her response was "Oh, well I wanted to see how this works".
By now I was done and well, the woman was older and this is just not a fight worth picking. I promptly went home, jumped in the shower, and washed her old lady* breath off my neck.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Talking on the phone
Hands down, this is one of my least favorite things to do in the world. Even though it's easier to detect someone's tone or inflection in their voice, as well as easier to get yours across versus email; there is still something so impersonal about "chatting" over the phone.
A big part of my job is to make and receive phone calls from clients to assist them. Now I'm not saying that I'm not good or awkward on the phone, rather, I think I have a very pleasant phone voice. But remember, I'm getting paid to do this, I really do like my job, what I do and helping others. Saying this, my co-workers can confirm there are times I've gotten off the phone and have complained about my conversation (ignoring my actual language or verbiage here).
When it comes to personal phone calls with friends, family or personal business; I would rather converse via email. Ordering pizza online was, in my opinion, the greatest idea EVER! I get nervous on the phone, lose confidence, and silence is a lot different in person than it is on the phone. If we are going to sit and not talk, then why are we on the phone? Instant messaging is another creation I am in love with. I have something to say, I say it and when I'm out of things to say, I walk away.
And we begin...
I Googled "Pet Peeve" and found 100's of responses of websites, blogs, etc. So what makes my blog different than any of the others? Well me of course.
I am your typical 30 something female, or am I?
Like most I work for a living (Corporate America no less), own my own home complete with a dog and a roommate to help out with my mounting bills.
Unlike most, I have a mild to moderate case of OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder), which although I manage pretty well, at times leaves me not completely understanding my surroundings. Now I could delve into what one might perceive as normal I digress.
Part of living with OCD you tend to like things a certain way. You develop routines, and when said routine is altered, a variety of things could happen.
Of course in all of this I am speaking of me; my personal experiences; my "minor annoyances".
My hopes in all of this is not to vent, complain, or speak ill of my friends, family or those in my life. Rather my hopes in all of this is you find the humor in my idiocy. Yes, idiocy. I also rightfully admit that my "annoyances" most of the time are just ridiculous.
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