This post is in conjunction with the January blog a day challenge.
I could write novels about my pet peeves, but I won’t wax poetic that much. Ok. . . pet peeves. People who are late *consistently* drive me crazy. I go out of my way to be EARLY for everything b/c I hate being late. I get this from my dad. If he wanted to leave at noon, what he really meant was 11. Which meant at 10:30 he and I would be ready and pacing, while my mom and sister would be asleep or still getting ready. But because of this I’m never late for work, even when I’ve had transportation issues like a flat tire derail me. It also means I lose out on sleep, but I’m always on time. 🙂
Another one of my pet peeves is messy areas. I am a neat freak and I like things in their respective places which drives Steph crazy. If I had it my way, there would be no clutter, no stuff anywhere, and the entire flat would get bleached twice a week. I’ve gotten a bit better about this (mainly b/c I get lazy and b/c bleaching everything over and over is a bit overkill, mostly.)
I also can’t stand people in my way. It never happened in Boston, but here in Glasgow it happens ALL. THE. TIME. I just want to walk down the damned street without having to side step people and walk around people who feel the need to have long drawn out personal conversations in the middle of the sidewalk. People constantly shove and push past me and I am a not very far from going postal on the next person who does it. Most of the time it makes me feel like I’m invisible or just in the way and have no value at all and just get shoved. There is no reason for it. It’s a big sidewalk, you can move too.
What are your pet peeves?