Sunday, May 18, 2008

Things I Hate

When people pop their gum or chew it with their mouth wide open, you know, smacking it. For that matter, I hate to see anyone chewing anything with their mouth open.

People tapping, poking, pushing or bumping into me. Whether intentional or not.

Hearing the same story over and over again.

Being interrupted.

Loud noises.

Listening to an argument. Listening to screaming kids (you know, the kind in the store who don't get their way)

Hearing kids disrespect their parents. Hearing kids disrespect other adults.

Litterbugs.

Noisy neighbors.

People staring at me.

Slow computers. Slow drivers. Slow workers.

When you give someone an extra bill, like a single so you can get one big bill in change, not several little ones, and they don't get it. Duh.

When they f*ck you at the drive thru.

When people pick at their food. Picky eaters in general.

Being wrong.

Being right when it wasn't really a big deal, anyway.

Not knowing the answers on Jeopardy.

Having to repeat myself.

That kink you get in your shoulder from working on the computer too long.

Forgetting how to spell as I age. Forgetting pretty much everything as I age.

Aging.

Allergies.

Running out of stuff.

Having to go to Walmart. Especially in the heat.

That Walmart has the best prices on everything and I'm a slave to saving $$$.

Eating the last bite of ice cream.

When fountain sodas don't have the right mixture of syrup and carbonated water.

When you go to Sonic, and some jackass has used a box cutter to open the styrofoam cups (I bet the box even says not to) and cuts your cup...then they put it in the inventory anyway. You only realize it when your cup holder has filled up with cherry vanilla sludge.

When it's so hot you can't breathe.

When it's so cold it feels like someone is sticking an ice pick in your ear drum.

When my feet fall asleep.

When I wake up in the middle of the night because I'm rolling over but some body part hurts so bad (getting old sucks, folks) it brings me right out of sleep.

Computers that break. Did I say that already?

Originally blogged on myspace July 05

2 comments:

Jen said...

These are ALL the same things I hate. Now I know why we got along so well!

Shannon Sheldon said...

Oh my gosh, really? EVERYTHING? I don't think I knew those things bothered me when I was younger. Age is amazing that way. I really appreciate how your reflection develops as you age. Not to mention, how in tune you get with your body when you get older. I wouldn't go back to my 20's for anything except flexibility. And maybe my knack for remembering faces and names.