Things That Bother Me
I really try and have patience. I do. But sometimes, I just can’t and I get really stressed and I yell at someone. For those of you who have been around me after a long day, you know this well. For those of you that think I’m exaggerating, then you don’t know me that well. Come over one night when the house is dirty, work was long, I haven’t worked out, and I all of a sudden get really hot, then you’ll know what I’m talking about.
But in the meantime, when I can’t take it anymore, sometimes I do what my good friend Tyrone does, and I think of all the things I hate. It’s a bit like therapy, makes me realize that I’m pretty much being ridiculous, and I try to list so many that I can laugh at myself. Sometimes it’s the opposite, and I yell more, but then I usually have someone else laughing at me and it usually shakes me out of my insanity.
Anyway, tonight I stepped on a few crumbs in the kitchen while I was cleaning up, they stuck to my foot and I almost lost it. Instead, I decided to make one of my lists. Here we are:
1. When people smack, crunch, slurp, gulp, or make any noise when they eat. Don’t do it. Drives me crazy, I will either tell you, or if I don’t know you I will just try and be really sly and plug my ears. These noises happening in class really gets me. It’s hard to type with only one hand while I’m desperately trying to plug my ear with the other while making it not obvious so that the teacher does not think that I’m trying to drown him out.
2. Hidden puddles on the floor of the bathroom when you are wearing socks and step right in it. Sii-iick.
3. When people say their phone is “blowing up.” You would never say this in real life, if a person came up and talked to you, I mean you would never turn to the people around you and say, “Wow, I’m really blowing up.” Because, what does that even MEAN!?
4. When people refer to my husband as “my boy.” Our apartment manager does that, and every time I say, “oh my husband” and he never catches on.
5. When people hit on me. Ok, stop laughing. This does not happen often, but when it does, it’s always the worst. I had a Trader Joes person tell me that we would keep the meatballs I bought “our little secret.”
6. When people are in the right hand turn lane and have no intentions of turning right. Enough said.
7. Smelly dish rags.
8. Burned coffee.
9. 10,000 Tupper Ware bottoms and 1 top.
10. When people are bossy.
The worst part about all of these is that I do most of these most of the time. I really try not to, but I do, which is why I probably hate them so much. I’m ridiculous I know, and I need more patience, I know. Just don’t tell me that while I’m in the midst of having no patience, it’s just not the time.
