I hate the font Comic Sans MS. Absolutely, positively cannot stand that font and it is all my Spanish and French teachers use. I shudder everytime I get the worksheets or test from them. It hardly makes a difference but it’s just so unappealing.
I think this picture of Johnny Depp my friend has is really ugly. She loooves him to death and would disown anyone if they said anything bad about him and has it up everywhere but just ahhhh, I think he looks so bad in it. I cringe when I see it.
I’m getting that camera on a tube thing down my throat tomorrow to check for ulcers and I have to be asleep for it so I had to get a pregnancy test or they wouldn’t give me anesthesia. So I had to pee in a cup which I HATE doing. I can’t just pee on command and it’s so awkward handing over a cup of your urine after 20 minutes of thinking of water falls and trying to pee. sigh
So go ahead and rant about minor things that bug you here.
(i’m getting a little tired of Comic Sans MS myself - it’s overused)
I hate people who won’t wait an extra few seconds and hold the door for the person who is a few steps behind them. How much later will that make them that they have to be so rude?
I also hate people who, when I hold the door for them, walk thru without an acknowledgment, no thank you, no nod of the head, nothing.
I can’t understand half of what my roommate’s saying when he talks in his sleep. If the other half is any indication, though, it’d be hilarious. And I can’t ask him to repeat what he just said, because he’s asleep. Also, he never flushes the toilet.
I hate people who get angry when “their” team loses and sulk and act like big babies. I also hate it when same people “hate” fans of the other team that beat them. In fact, I hate it when anyone gets that emotionally involved with sports.
I hate it when people think that if you’re not religious you can’t know the difference between right and wrong.
I hate door slammers. My old apartment had one door slammer and I spoke with her and it helped.
My new apartment building is owned by 50 percent snow birds (usually New York people or Canadians). The people to my right, to my left and the man below me moved in last week. They all slam their doors. From 5:30 am to 11:30 pm, slam slam slam slam. Lets all slam our car door, then the screen door, and yes, very hard, slam that front door.
The neighbors to one side talk very loud, ok I can handle that but it’s annoying to be able to hear their entire mundane, boring conversations. I usually wind up just shutting all my windows in the front of the apartment. I’ve had to move my noise making air filter to 2 feet from my head at night and turn it on high.
I hope Canada has a mild winter and they all go home asap.
ARGH
I hate foot draggers too, but I’ll save that one for another day.
I sure do agree with the sports fan thing. I love my hockey team. When I see fans of the opposing team at our home games, I go out of my way to say “Hi! Hope ya’ll had a good trip, and have a safe trip home!” After all, they are buying our tickets, improving our attendance numbers, spending money in our concessions, etc. It irritates me no end to go to an away game and get cussed or treated rudely - do they just want their team to play with themselves?
Last Saturday night in Jacksonville after our team won, one of the opposing teams fans reached over the glass and dumped a full beer on our coach. Security caught him right off, and our coach declined to press charges. Some of our fans who were their said the majority of the Jacksonville fans were very embarrassed and apologized, so they’re not all bad.
Arg, that made me think of nearly everyone at my school! It’s already overcrowded, I don’t see how they can manage to stand in the MIDDLE OF THE FRIGGING HALLWAY with their bulkly backpacks blocking everyone. Or how they can walk so freaking slowly, it’s like they’re hardly moving at all.
We’re in the process of cleaning out my parents’ house in prepartion to sell it. A certain cousin of my mom’s keeps trying to tell us what we should throw out, or starts questioning what we’re keeping. This same cousin spent last month questioning our choice of financial advisor, and our financial situation in general. She once called my mother at 10:30 PM on a weeknight to tell her that red bell peppers are more expensive than green.
But it does mean something. It means other people have to deal with this petulant sulky uptight person who is upset over a game, ferchrissakes. It means there are children who are afraid to talk to daddy after his team loses, or who have to witness their father/mother come totally unglued. It means embarrased girlfriends/boyfriends/husbands/wives who have to deal with an S.O. who is openly hostile to people for the color fucking shirt they’re wearing.
Would you rather deal with someone who is able to deal with the fact that someone lost a game and still behave like an adult, or a jerk who pitches a fit and takes it out on you and total strangers?
I have no complaint about passionate sports fans - I am one. I cheer for my team loud and proud. My complaint is with rude, asshole sports fans. If I have driven several hours and paid for a hotel room to attend a game, I don’t want to hear the guy behind me yell “Shut up bitch or I’ll kick your f#cking ass” when I cheer for my team.
On the other hand, I don’t go into a serious depression when they lose, either.
This certainly isn’t worth a pit thread all its own, although I was contemplating one.
I fucking HATE that stupid Hallmark singing snowman ad they keep showing on several cable channels, where the whole group of people (of all ages) is ignoring Christmas dinner (that the dog is eating since they’re not bright enough to sit down at the damn table) while they’re all clustered in the other room around the stupid $12.95 snowman-playing-a-piano piece of crap, singing along with the tinny musak-ey versions of inane Christmas songs that that thing puts out while the snowman rocks back and forth waving his stick hands. Holly Jolly Christmas THAT, you fucking morons at Hallmark, for thinking we could in a million years be stupid enough to think people would be acting like those utter imbeciles in your commercial are acting!
Oh, and an actual mini-rant, that I just remembered cause it just happened.
When a TV show ends and goes to the last commercial break. The only thing that will happen when they get back is the end credits, yet the voice over guy ALWAYS says,
“Stay tuned for more <insert show here>!”
No, you fucking liar, there is no more show! The credits are not the show! God, how can you live with yourself?
