Morbid obesity is my degeneration trigger. Hey, if you’re a few pounds overweight, not a big deal. But when you’re waddling around with your stomach hanging over your sweatpants, and haven’t seen your feet in years, I have little respect for you. Sorry, but there is no excuse in the world as to why you’re 200 pounds overweight. And when I see you in a fast food joint, waddling up to the counter all I can do is stand there and shake my head.
This always icks me out. Make me want to keep a Pampers in my briefcase so I can whip it out and offer them a “reading diaper, for your convenience when you’re away from home.”
Boy, are you in for Pitting! (I agree with you, BTW, but the “It’s my hormones” crowd are gonna jump on you like you’re an all-you-can-eat buffet.)
See, I find this a lot less objectionable than not giving some brat a whupping when they deserve one, and instead letting them carry on running amok.
Piss on the seats? I’m glad when all I see on the seats is piss!
Drinking early in the day. I don’t get it. I don’t have anything against drinking and, heck, I don’t even think there’s anything wrong with getting trashed every once in a while. I just don’t understand people who start drinking before noon. I figure if you can’t get through a day without getting messed up or you prefer the messed up feeling to real life, something must be wrong with you.
Unsafe sex.
Gack. This should have come in a spoiler box.
Chiming in to agree with dumping cigarette butts, blowing snot rockets and the morbidly-obese-but-'scuse-me-whilst-I-inhale-these-three-BigMacHeartAttacks.
I eat in my car when I have to, not by choice. And I gather the OP doesn’t have kids- try going anywhere with toddlers without a ziploc bag of Cheerios or raisins, I dare ya.
Picking the partially masticated food particles out of your back molars with your finger in a public place. You’re a Neanderthal.
Chewing tobacco is disgusting. But I used to sit in a class with a guy who spit into whatever drink receptacle he had handy. When he had a clear plastic soda bottle one day, I actually told him how disgusting it was. At least he used cans after that.
May I add to the list women who do not properly dispose of used menstrual products.
People who read newspapers and books in the car deserve to be in jail.
It drives me absolutely nuts when people don’t signal when they change lanes.
People who must, absolutely must, interrupt me during presentations I’m giving for minute, stupid requests that they should be able to complete themselves or ask someone else are complete, total boors.
I second all cell phone complaints and would also add that it makes me crazy to see someone yelling into their cell phone in a restaurant even when they’re at a table full of people, like their kids or friends. Why go to a restaurant if you’re going to spend dinner on the phone?
I assume when driving?
I used to work with a woman who would chew with her mouth open so audibly that it made me almost retch at my desk. Thing is, she was always eating and we were seated within five feet of each other, so it’s not like I could avoid it.
Speaking of eating habits, it really grosses me out when people can’t use the proper eating utensils while eating food that isn’t meant to be finger food. I don’t care if you eat your noodles or coleslaw or other non-finger food dish with your hands when you’re by yourself, but when you’re eating in front of other people, please learn how to use the fork and knife or chopsticks so that I don’t have to see you use your fingers to assist you in bringing food to your mouth. You have a knife, so don’t use your finger to push your food onto your fork; even if you’ve washed your hands, it’s gross and infantile and should cause you a great deal of professional embarrassment someday when someone finally calls you out on your disgusting behavior.
I just thought of another one and it’s admittedly kind of stupid. I was reading the grocery store pitting in the BBQ Pit and thought that I think it’s extremely slovenly looking when people walk around the grocery store and slump over, using their cart to hold them up. It’s one thing if you require a walker or wheelchair, but there’s nothing that will make someone look sloppy more quickly than bad posture. Stand the hell up, for God’s sake. And if you require a cart to hold you up, then perhaps you should be using a scooter.
People who write in the margins of non-school books. Horrifying.
People who have no telephone manners.
I include in this people who don’t identify who they are, people who do not greet you or say goodbye, people who shout, people who are pushy, people who hang up without speaking, people who hang up after asking to be transferred to voicemail, people who identify themselves as “me.” Grr. GRRRR.
This just came up: People who comment on what other people are eating or, in my case, not eating. No, I do not eat meat. If I want to get a cheese and egg sammich and add my own soy bacon, what effing business is it of yours?
My favorite experience with this was in some Nabokov book I checked out of the library the protagonist was living in an apartment next to a pair of theatrical men who shared an apartment together, and someone had marked “<— GAY???” in the margin. Which is funny because no one could miss the implication that they’re gay while at the same time there wasn’t any solid evidence at all of it in the novel since it wasn’t really about them.
Wait, where do you make notes and what not? You are talking about your own books, right? Not the libraries?
I was at my husband’s school yesterday and someone left the remnants of their nachos sitting out on a concrete planter. The nearest trashcan was quite seriously 5 feet away. This is hardly unusual - the student lounge is often littered with plates, trays, cups, and used napkins. Then some of the students wonder why staff seems hostile to them. Here’s a hint, idiots: it is not because the cleaning staff are immigrants who are jealous of your Beemer and your preciously coiffed pretty head. It’s because you are a boorish slob.
It’s disgusting to mar the pages of any book, whether it’s your own or someone else’s. I never even wrote in my text books.
I don’t care about your own. I mean, you bought it, just don’t show it to me. I never wrote in my books either.
But I get books from the library that:
- Had the profanity blacked out (Stephen King)
- Had comments like the “gay” one from earlier
- Things underlined
This makes me wanna spit nails. FUCKERS! Stop writing in the motherfucking library books! Somebody on these very boards said “Well, they’re library books, so technically we ALL own them. So it’s OK to write them. But of course I don’t write in them.” Sonofabitch! We ALL own them so you can shove them up your ass, too? Well come here then and I’ll shove it up there for you. Sideways. :mad:
…Ok, I’m calmer now. I never ever say motherfucking so that shows how mad I am.