Since my parents moved in with me about 7 months ago, I have started developing odd pet peeves. Things that I never would have imagined would have bothered me. Not sure if these things would annoy anyone else, but here is the newest list of things that get on my nerves:
1. Opening all the shades in the house and parading around in front of them in their pajamas in the morning. (I should probably tell you that I would do the exact same thing... but pet peeves aren't supposed to be rational)
2. Collecting all the towels in the house to wash and not replacing them with clean hand towels in the bathroom and kitchen.
3. Getting on my case about my bedroom being slightly cluttered and messy, but taking over the office and having papers and stuff strewn all around without ever cleaning it up.
4. Nasty, smelly hockey equipment sitting in my laundry room so that it can dry out.
5. Not telling me when mail has come for me and just piling it up where I won't find it.
6. Constantly trying to hold a conversation with me through the door of the bathroom.
7. Calling me in to look at something "really cool" on the computer every 10 minutes, when I am trying to read or watch t.v.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
Ticklish thoughts...
I'm not quite sure why this tickled me so much this afternoon... but I received a mass email from a co-worker titled "I'm out of office on certain days." I love that! Seriously. I so desperately want to send out an email just like that! But it would just look like I was copying her. Now, I realize that her email really did have a purpose (which was to inform us when she wouldn't be available). But, if I would have been the one sending out that email, I would have just sent it with that subject and left the rest blank. Good titles of emails are like good titles of books. (Am I the only one that likes to go through book stores just to read the titles of the books?) I used to make a point to make the subject of all the emails that I would send to a certain friend as embarrassing as possible, just in case someone was reading over her shoulder. It probably was only mildly funny for her... But for some reason it would make me laugh hysterically every time I sent off another one. So... here's to those that take time and effort with their subject titles. May you forever be blessed with endless creativity!
Join my petition...
If you work in an office with cubicles, loud talking should be banned. And maybe even punished with extreme torture... like stapling your fingers, being forced to collate a multi-page document in a limited amount of time, or tied to a chair and having to listen to training presentations for hours on end. What has ever made you think that I wanted to listen to you placating an account on the phone? Do you not have an "inside voice"? If your conversation cannot be had in normal decibles, can you please take it outside? I really don't care that it's the middle of winter and you forgot your gloves. Don't you think that my ears deserve the break from your rather grating voice? Please?
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