Idiot drivers.
Especially the “Grand Marshalls” of the parade.
You know, the ones with the parade of cars behind them because they’re doing 35 in a 55. :mad: :mad: :mad:
Does a bear use toilet tissue in the woods?
If the stuff we use to blow our noses is “facial tissue,” shouldn’t toilet paper, by analogy, be referred to as, oh, I don’t know, “assial tissue” or something?
TeleTronOne’s toilet paper commercial:
Scene: the stalls of a public restroom. Feet clearly visible under two of the doors, pants around ankles.
VOICE #1: Hey, this toilet paper is great!
VOICE #2: Yeah, it isn’t sticking to my ass at all!
VOICE #1: And it doesn’t crumble in my hands, either!
VOICEOVER: _____ Toilet Tissue. It won’t stick to your ass.
The one thing that drives me bonkers is this: people exiting a store, or what have you, and then just standing in front of the door … counting their change, or pondering the mystery of the Universe,as if, you, the person behind them, are supposed to sprout wings, and float past them. That extends to people rushing to enter a damn subway/el/bart car, without letting people get out first. It’s as much an issue of inconvenience, as it is about lack of sense.
Qazz.
Yeah, people who arent great at something, but think they are.
people wailing along with music in the car/house/party… AARRGGHH.
Awkward people. People who, when you meet up with them fora drink say they dont care where the drink takes place, so when you suggest somewhere they shoot it down, adn proceed to shoot down every idea you have until you hit upon where they wanted to go in teh first place, adn then still say " only if u want to". Chainsaw moments…( that was my first ever bolding and if it doesnt work sorry).
Anyone who says ‘maybe’, and mean ‘no, but i cant think of an excuse yet’
another vote for teh eejits on teh bus/ train who always lose their balance when it starts/stops. AARRGGHH.
the laws of physics bug me sometimes.
I’m driving along in my car.
The driver in front has one of their indicators flashing, as if to make a turn, but they clearly aren’t turning (it might a long stretch of straight road) and it’s obvious they’ve just forgotten about it.
There’s no way of communicating the simple message, “Wake up you doughnut-brained inattentive irresponsible bastard and switch the damned indicator off”. And this drives me nuts.
And actually, when you think about it, it’s not entirely irrational. Presumably the thing is making that flick-flock noise in their car, and there will be some sort of corresponding flashing on their dashboard, so if they’re unawares of all that then they are plainly not very alert, so they are a danger to themselves and to me.
I cannot stand the sound of nails being filed. It is worse than fingernails on a chalkboard to me.
I get really stressed out when stuck in traffic, too.
Loud noises that happen for no good reason. For instance, there is no reason for my roommate to have the volume up on the computer when she is instant messaging people. For crying out loud, you are sitting right there! If I can hear it when I am upstairs with the door shut, then it’s too loud.
It also makes me shudder when I hear my neighbor walking her dog. All of her children have moved out, so the dog is like her child. The awfully squeaky voice she uses reminds me of nails on a chalkboard. Everytime this animal poops, it turns into the biggest show. “Oh that’s a good girl! You did a poop! Oh what a good girl!”
Being late.
Whether it’s myself late for something or somebody ELSE late for showing up at a certain time to meet with me somewhere for something…it’s all the same. I HATE HATE HATE to be late.
And being forced to deviate from my own internal schedule. I schedule things obsessively (a holdover from childhood,I suppose) and when I have to deviate from that schedule for whatever reason, I go crazy. Chaos makes me insane. Everything is scheduled for me…right down to the amount of time I spend in the bathroom peeing.
IDBB
On-line bill paying is making me nuts now.
It was supposed to be easier, but they build in 5-7day delays at a couple of points, so I’m always checking my bank account to see if the money came out yet and then if it was credited yet.
Why is there always that interim time when the money is out of one pocket and not in the other yet? That’s what stresses me.
I can’t afford to have a delayed bill.
One “fully-automated” system cuts it down to the last day, I get a “past due” email, then find out a couple of days later it was paid earlier and just not recorde. So I’d now paid twice. Ugh.