In my real life, there’s a person. A single person who has managed to embody all of the things that annoy me most in this world.
This person is not a friend, but a person I am in contact with constantly.
I know it’s not this person’s fault that they cause me such immense annoyance. They don’t mean to. It’s just who they are.
But it’s slowly driving me crazy and I need to vent. So I’m going to do that, and then you guys can vent about something or someone who may be driving you crazy.
Even if that person is me, with this very post.
Pet Peeve #1: People who overload their schedule of their own volition and then expect pity for it every single day.
I understand getting overwhelmed and needing to vent occasionally, but if a person makes a decision to fill all of their waking hours with obligations – that’s on them. The entire world around them should not suffer because of it.
I don’t tolerate it and I don’t pander. You chose to do those things. You deal with it. It ain’t my problem.
Pet Peeve #2: People who think their time is more important than everyone else’s.
This goes with PP#1. I am also busy, but I choose to work me-time into my schedule. It keeps me sane. It’s how I operate and I don’t care who agrees or disagrees with it.
I also still follow the rules, and work when I’m supposed to be working, arrive on time, and fulfill the obligations expected of me.
I live a full and productive (and yes, oftentimes very busy) life while still being courteous to others and realizing that my schedule is not the only schedule in the world.
No one, regardless of their “busy schedule” is exempt from common courtesy or doing their job.
You’re not that important. Sorry.
Oh, and if you’re going to try to convince everyone that you’re so busy you can’t do anything anyone asks you to do – then you probably should at least try to act busy instead of reading romance novels online all day.
Pet Peeve #3: Constant comparison, especially pertaining to food.
We all compare ourselves to other people, it’s natural and can’t be avoided. But who says you should be voicing those unsolicited comparisons?
If I’m eating a cookie, and you want to eat a cookie. Eat an effing cookie. Don’t tell me that you wish you could eat a cookie, but can’t because you’re “being good”.
And if you do tell me that, don’t expect me to praise you. I’ll likely give you a blank stare and get back to my cookie… or salad… or sandwich… or whatever I happen to be eating that you feel the need to comment on.
And if I’m eating a salad, or something that you deem to be “good” – I’m not doing it because I’m on a diet. I’m doing it because I happen to like both healthy and unhealthy foods and I eat them both so it all balances out in the end.
Also, I don’t give a rat’s ass what you’re eating.
Okay, maybe I do. If I’m reading your blog, or you’re offering to share.
I do read a great multitude of food blogs and I do like to comment on that food occasionally, but it definitely has nothing to do with whether or not I deem it a good or evil food, because I don’t do that.
So if you’re not blogging or offering me free food – I’m probably focused on living my life and not how “good” your lunch is.
I also don’t want to make you feel better about the fact that you ate something “bad”.
If you say to me, “I shouldn’t eat dinner tonight because I just had pizza.” I’ll probably give you the same blank stare mentioned above. A little piece of me will probably also die inside, and the chance that I’ll ever really like you will vanish.
If the annoying person ever happened to read this post, I would suggest that they try talking to me about non-annoying things.
Perhaps we could discuss college football.
Or reality TV.
The weather is always safe.
Travel is lovely.
World events will likely tickle my fancy.
But if you want to talk about how amazing you are because you’re so super busy and you didn’t have time to complete the very easy task I have given you because it’s my job to do so while giving me a diatribe about how you could never drink a milkshake because you’re on some sort of 500 calorie a day diet, just know that you will be dead to me.
Do you have any pet peeves you’d like to vent?
Am I being unreasonable? I’ve tried to ignore these feelings, but they won’t go away. I have to say I feel a lot better now