Things that infuriate you well beyond their actual importance

I’m mildly infuriated when I’m forced to speak within half an hour of waking up. Mostly because the only person around to speak to is my husband, and he’s no better at mornings than I am. I know that whatever I say to him, he will respond, “What?” and then I have to do it all over again. Grrrr!

Oh yeah, now that you mention it, in my earliest elementary school there was a different grading system. I think it was, in descending order, E (excellent), G (good), F (fair), S (satisfactory) and U (unsatisfactory). On multiple occasions this caused problems for some of my friends who got an F (roughly equivalent to C) and their parents assumed it was a failing grade.

My memory now having been further jogged, I think that ours was O for Outstanding, S for Satisfactory, and N for Needs Improvement (none of this namby-pamby “More Improvement Needed” stuff like at BrickBat’s school–we were tough!).

In any case, it wasn’t better than A. That way madness lies!

We had A-B-C-D-E in elementary school, and then A-B-C-D-F in junior high. Can’t remember if the change was the way they did it in my home town, or because we moved to a different state when I was halfway through 7th grade.

When my husband was in his teens/college, his personality was so radically different in the mornings that he was referred to as “Sr. Weasel” or “Morning Sr. Weasel” by his buddies, depending on the time of day.

Fast forward grumble years and lo, I am the morning Weasel. Before my meds kick in I do not want to be bothered.

Maybe it’s a poetry slam?

I am the son of two elementary teachers. My sibs and I were taught to speak and spell properly. So when I see language misused, it infuriates me.

Case in point: yesterday I was driving on the interstate and drove by one of those digital billboards that change every 30 seconds or so. As I drove by, the sign changed to say:

Their ordinary

Your extraordinary

Grrrrrrrr.

I totally empathize. I’m the son of a journalism/English major who went on to write for newspapers and magazines. Proper spelling and grammar were sacrosanct. I’m also a voracious (and fast) reader.

Coming across a misspelled word or very bad grammar as I’m reading is like stubbing my toe. Everything comes to a stop as I fume about the inability of an otherwise intelligent writer to distinguish between “brake” and “break.”

As a cyclist I used to deal with drivers like that all the time. As an example, I used a bike path which crossed a 4-lane road. There was a light which would stop the traffic so that cyclists could cross safely. But there was always the idiot who stopped to let me cross when the light was not active. Never mind the traffic in the other 3 lanes which would have creamed me. And they would get ANNOYED when I ignored their magnanimous gesture.

Yesterday, I noticed an egregious typo in the headline of an article on the front page of the Boston Globe. Coud instead of could. What does that say about our society?

I woudn’t know.

Daughter of two journalists/English majors. Your stubbed toe comparison is very apt. I hate it, because it’s a constant irritant when living in a country that has lapsed into illiteracy.

I still can’t get over otherwise bright people who can’t distinguish between “its” and “it’s”. But that battle is lost, and I am trying to accept it.

I’m not really furious about this, just frustrated.

We’ve lost three of our dinner forks. You know, the good ones that have the tines all even at the business end and don’t need to be taken to the fork orthodontist. I don’t get why they are disappearing; no one ever comes here and even if they did they wouldn’t be worth stealing. They’re just well designed, practical, high-quality stainless steel forks.

They’re the utensils we use at almost every meal.

So now we have to wash and dry them after every meal, instead of putting them in the dishwasher to wait for the next cycle.

Do you have kids?

No, it’s just my wife and I.

ETA: This is supposed to be quoting DrDeth’s comment, but it doesn’t look that way, to me at least.

Someone can correct me on this, but I think that if you select the entire last comment and then use that as a quote, Discourse won’t display that quote, as it assumes you are replying to the last comment.

But if you do what I just did, and select only part of the last comment, Discourse will display what you selected as a quote. In this case, I selected everything but the final period of your comment.

Yes, I know, it’s infuriating.

That must be what happened. IN the editing window everything looked properly nested and edited, the way we used to do it in vBulletin, but it came out like you said.

I copy the part that Discourse will delete, then post, edit, paste the missing part back in, and post again.

Someone here once said about driving: don’t be a hero, just be predictable.

I like the pop-sci mag (online and print mag) “New Scientist”. I prefer the print version but I can’t really afford it, so I have not had a subscription for several years.

Anyway. The infuriating thing is when I visit the website, and every article has this massively dumbed-down section at the top, subtitled “Here’s what you’ll learn when you read this story”

NO! I want to read the full thing! Not an AI generated summary!