With frustration, that is? Well I do, and the urge has particularly seized me and held me hostage from all of the work that I really should be doing. So, I've decided to vent. This is the grand, ever evolving list of my pet peeves. Please note that it is not all-inclusive and even if something isn't on the list, it may still bother me. Beware! :mwahahaha:
1. Cracking bones. I had one boyfriend who would hug me and that crack every bone in his back. Ewwww. We weren't together for very long, needless to say. Fingers? Fine. Knuckles? Okay. Really need to pop something back into place or to relieve pressure? Whatever. But don't do it on purpose and don't do it like a bone-cracking maniac! And don't do it just to piss me off, all of you people sitting there reading this with an evil, mischievous grin on your faces.
2. Chewing. Okay, I know this sounds stupid, but I hate listening to people eat, especially when I'm not eating anything myself. :shiver:
3. Not responding to emails. Acknowledge work that needs to be done, people! Even if it's just, "Okay, thanks for the advice, I'll do my best." I don't need a novel, I just want something that will tell me that A. you received my email in the first place and B. you understand what I want you to do and C. you are willing to do it.
4. Waiting for people to come online when they promised they would, and who then don't show. Errrg.
---We interrupt this message for another random news bulletin---
Oh oh ohhh! Whoopie Goldberg is the new moderator on The View! Woot!
---A notice from the writer: listing my pet peeves has further enraged me to the point at which I can no longer write coherently.---
Just kidding. I think I was ADD in a former life, and that spirit comes back to toy with my workload.
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3 comments:
very nice! I think we should make you blog mandatory reading for all interns, and then maybe your life will be easier because people will know what is expected of them! And I agree with all of your peeves, by the way!
*your blog, not you :D
This may annoy you, just when you'd calmed down. Sit down and breathe deeply.
It’s the expression 'pet peeve' I am going to take issue with – it’s a cliché, and somehow it has a dreadfully smug ring to it.
Give me cracking knuckles any time.
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