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I just put the roll on its end on my toilet tank 'cause I'm fuckin' classy
There's nowhere I can't reach. |
I simply use a bidet.
Of course, this does bring us full-circle to the wet shoes issue. This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. |
POWER OVERWHELMING I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body? <a_lurker|laptop> I think your car died too.
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I tend to be an incredibly patient person, so I try not to let the smaller things in life both me, but just like everybody else I do have my pet peeves that annoy me to no end.
This is my favorite one. I have no problems helping around the house. If there is something that needs to be done, I have no problems doing it. However, if somebody tells me to do something and I spend a few minutes to an hour doing it. Don't tell me that I did it wrong so you end up doing the task that I was suppose to do over again. Tell me what I did wrong so I can know better next time. If you already had a set plan on how to do something you should of done it yourself. I also can't stand forgetting something. Usually when I'm home I have a lot of errands to do. Despite all the tasks I do when I go into town about 75% of the time I always forget something. It makes me livid when I get home. I was speaking idiomatically. |
PEOPLE. TALKING ON THEIR CELL PHONES. WHILE I'M TRYING TO ASSIST THEM AT WORK.
What, you weren't already on your cell phone while you were driving, talking to the same person you're talking to now? Did it ever occur to you that I could have questions for you that may be of a vital nature, particularly when it's concerning your health? That's right, I keep forgetting: respect and propriety are on the critically endangered behaviors list. Most amazing jew boots |
FELIPE NO |
What, you don't want my bikini-clad body? |
I want a bidet, because then ass cleaning is much easier. You use it AFTER the primary wiping.
Also, I fucking HATE when a light is flashing yellow on the main road, and red on the road crossing it, and stupid motherfuckers come to a STOP AT THE FLASHING YELLOW. IF YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO TREAT IT LIKE A FOUR WAY STOP, IT WOULD BE FLASHING RED ON EACH SIDE OF THE LIGHT. God. Jam it back in, in the dark. It was lunchtime at Wagstaff.
Touching butts had been banned by the evil Headmaster Frond. Suddenly, Tina Belcher appeared in the doorway. She knew what she had to do. She touched Jimmy Jr's butt and changed the world. |
I guess that's another pet peeve right there. Being patronised when it's not justified. There's nowhere I can't reach. |
Oh, my roommate does that to the random asian women he brings around (no, I'm not stereotyping, asian women are his fascination lately). He pauses it and explains the cultural reference, whether they asked for it or not.
This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. |
I get upset over empty ice trays in the freezer. If you bothered to use the last of it, why not re-fill it before you put it back so other people can enjoy the same privlidges you just did, hmmm? Same thing with empty orange juice containers (especially those paper box ones since you can't tell if it's empty or not until you reach for it to pour). If it's empty, it should be in the trash, NOT inside the fridge taking up valuable space.
Also, hair in the bathroom. I'm relieved when I see that it's only MY hair that's scattered all over the bathroom. At least if it's my own filth, I'm the only one to be ashamed that I'm not cleaning up after myself. I shed constantly, so I go after them and clean the bathroom as an afterthought every few days or so, but I'm usually pleased that whatever hair I'm picking off the floor is just mine. For some reason, if it wasn't and it was mostly other people's hair, it would gross me out. Fingerprints on monitors were a HUGE pet peeve for me, but now that I'm out of school and my work computer and my own desktop at home is the only screens I'm around, I'm not bothered quite by it. I guess when I had to use shared lab monitors for schoolwork that had largely to do with graphic / pretty stuff on screen it affected my perfectionist attitude. All of these are insignificant. We're out of ice/juice, big deal, make/buy more. There's hair on the floor or fingerprints on monitors, big deal, clean it up. BUT IT JUST BUGS ME. I'm doing better recently though; I'm hardly upset about dirty dishes in the sink because I'm equally guilty in the crime (and my roommate's boyfriend volunteers to do them when he's here, in exchange for home-cooked meals). Ugh. I just discovered another one: my co-worker who sits in front of me always has these clog-like shoes on, and she's the type of woman who walks dragging her feet across the carpet. I don't understand why it bugs me, but it does. PICK UP YOUR DAMN FEET WOMAN, THIS AIN'T A JAPANESE TEMPLE WITH TATAMI MATS. I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body? |
Goddamn the people with dragging their feet. My old apartment used to be right by pedestrian entrance to the parking garage, and I'd hear people scraping their feet all way way from the walkway that leads to the garage until they got in their car to drive away. Also, it was always Asians. Is there some sort of cultural thing I don't know going on there?
I think one of my biggest pet peeves is when using a public computer it having a gunky mouse. Back in the days of mouse balls I'd open the bottom up and clean the rollers off (except at my school where they glued them shut arghhhhhhhhhhh). Nowadays everywhere has laser mice, so instead I clean the filth off of the pads so it'll slide evenly across the mousepad. I know it's probably grosser to touch that stuff than to leave it, but something about a crappy mouse bothers me so much. I was speaking idiomatically. |
A) Traditional Asian homes (even most condo's) are wood or tatami flooring; hardly any carpet, and transfers motion/vibration a LOT further if you walk the western way. People consider our "normal" way of picking up our ankles and walking "stomping" because you can feel it. Also, Asian countries are custom more to sitting close to the floor or directly on it. B) Culture that has very weak/shallow history in rubber-soled thick shoes (which do make a lot of noise when you stomp around). They basically wore flip flops/strap sandles made of hay for centuries before westerners came aboard. I imagine those are harder to walk around in. So traditionally in Japan, I think it may have been more "proper" to not pick up your feet to walk (which given the reason above about the architechture and living culture, is sorta understandable). It's just when these people wear thick-sole shoes that really makes sounds that aren't very proper in Western culture. It's kinda like slurping your food. In Japan, it's polite to slurp your noodles (and considered even more gourmet since the slurping action incorporates more air with your food as you eat and thus make it taste better), but obviously that is considered bad manners here... It's the kind of thing people from that culture wouldn't even think differently unless they're addressed with it. If the Asians you notice dragging their feet are married to someone of Asian decent, eat Asian food everyday and you barely understand their English and only talks to their families in their language and the people they go to church are also Asian, chances are they've never been told that dragging their feet is something that's not considered good walking manners in this country (USA). And ditto on the dirty mice. I always used to clean a mouse in the library before using it. What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now? |
FELIPE NO It was lunchtime at Wagstaff.
Touching butts had been banned by the evil Headmaster Frond. Suddenly, Tina Belcher appeared in the doorway. She knew what she had to do. She touched Jimmy Jr's butt and changed the world. |
People whose inbox messages are over 1000. Are they all really that important or were the owners too lazy to clean out junk spams?
What, you don't want my bikini-clad body? |
My only exception is for the e-mail I use for school and other important things. I usually let it pile up during the year so I don't lose important e-mails. After everything is said and done, THEN I go and delete it. Otherwise, my spam e-mail account can't get that high or I'm gonna get pissed off. Most amazing jew boots |
Sadly, this is LA. There's a good chance the Audi/BMW/Mercedes drivers live in a 1 bedroom, $1050/mo SHACK of a crappy apartment. The luxury status of a car does not reflect income level accurately. There's nowhere I can't reach. |
This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. |