I confess that I may be one of the awful folks that do this. But I have a reason, of sorts. Probably the traffic has been stopped for a considerable length of time, and I am bored out of my skull. The radio station I’ve been listening to is in the middle of a solid 10 minutes of commercials, and my usual escape hatch from this, NPR radio, is in one of their interminable pledge drives (that they seem to have at least bi-weekly). The only thing left is to play with the brake pedal.
I do notice that if I move up 3", the driver behind me also moves up 3". I have no idea how far back in the line-up this extends.
I never really noticed this until I read that it bothered someone (in another thread). Now at stop lights, i do it on purpose, just to see if the guy behind me moves up. They nearly 100% of the time do.
It’s a fun thing to do while listening to commercials on what I thought was “Commercial Free” satellite radio.
Well, 45 years is a long time, but comparing Moscow/Pullman to the world at large I’d say you’re right. We’ve been here 13 years and to us it seems that expansion/growth/sprawl/improvements have been modest and well thought out. Probably because the location is still relatively isolated. The small town vibe remains delightful.
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Getting back to the thread:
People who blow their noses while seated at the dinner table.
The town I am closest to (37 miles away) has no self check outs. If I go further afield there are some. I am sorta freaked out by them, I have never used them. Mr.Wrekker uses them and swears it’s the coolest thing ever. Not me.
I am kinda allergic to electronics, I can see a big cluster-fuck happening, and a crowd of people chasing me out the store throwing produce at me.
when imperial measures on containers are converted exactly to metric, such as when a can of shaving gel of 7 oz is converted to 198 g instead of 200 g.
when “just deserts” is spelled with more 's’s.
I go to great pains to group my items logically to go in bags, heaviest items in a group at the front, fragiles at the end, etc. Grocery cashiers who reach past all that to grab things randomly with no logic at all.
I always feel weird when we do our grocery order, because I’d really rather just pack up the stuff myself (we so often either get a bagger who makes glaciers jealous for his slowness, or else one who completely ignores any sense of logic when packing the bags). I start packing up myself only to have the guy come and offer to do it. Sometimes I let him, but often I just smile, say ‘no thanks, I’m fine,’ and continue doing it myself.
I frequent a gardening forum, and one of the most prolific and generally knowledgeable posters writes “Like” this; “Random” words in scare quotes, with the first “Letter” capitalised. There’s at “Least” one in “Every” sentence. Even his “User” name features one.
It hurts my brain to read, but these incredibly annoying posts actually often contain useful information, and will get quoted and replied to by multiple other people in the thread.
He could have the common decency to write stupid posts, so I could just ignore them, but no, he has to write informative stuff in a diabolical fashion.
As with the brake-tappers or the inch-up-at-a-red-light (are hyphens tolerated here?), I shake my head at drivers who turn on their turn signals as soon as they see where they’re going to turn, even if it’s three blocks away and there are many driveways and cross-streets before where they turn. They must get excited at the prospect of an upcoming turn. That is, until that day when someone turns in front of them because they signaled they were turning…
I’m annoyed by the trivial fact that people are loading their posts in this thread with errors that make my eye twitch. Yes, I realize that they’re (probably) all jokes. Doesn’t help.
