Stupid Pet Peeves

[Gameface]

I hate when people ALWAYS small chat about what I'm eating for lunch when I have my headphones in and a full bite of food in my mouth. "What'd you get me hahaha lol haha" "Hey I thought I smelled some breakfast but that's homecooked hahaha lol". "Oh that smells good haha lolololo".

"yeah, it's top ramen [mother ****er move the **** on and leave me alone. We do this eating thing at least three times per day. It's not new. You want to talk about tying shoes next or brushing teeth? How about filling up with gas hahalol look at dem prices yo!]"

You don't have to comment EVERY time I ingest something and make me be polite to you by pausing my music, taking my headphones out, taking a moment to swallow, and then asking you wtf you just said that I almost certainly don't care to listen to.


I can't tell if I have anger issues or am just a ***** for not being rude to people who annoy me.

I feel the same way trying to read. Like I could sit there staring at a wall and no one would talk to me, but crack a book and now everyone wants to get all chatty. It's as if it makes them nervous that someone is reading so they have to run interference or something.

 

[QuinSnydersHair]

You know what really frosts my tips? When a garbage can is full, yet people keep trying to pile trash into/onto it. If it's outside, the first breeze knocks everything off and into the street/park, so your attempt at not being a litterbug douche bag fails. If it's inside, all you've done is make it impossible for the person who has to empty the garbage to effectively do it without garbage spilling all over the ground. It drives me particularly crazy when it's at fast food joints, because people throw away full size drinks, shakes, etc. that are full or mostly full, that then spill all over the floor, bin, can, etc.

People: If the garbage can is full, find another one, you inconsiderate *** wipes.

If the garbage can is full at a place like McDonalds, then I have no problems throwing a piece of trash into a full or nearly full can. Maybe the kids working there can get off the ****ing fries and their cell phone for a second and do their job by emptying it.

Get over it.

 

[LogGrad98]

I feel the same way trying to read. Like I could sit there staring at a wall and no one would talk to me, but crack a book and now everyone wants to get all chatty. It's as if it makes them nervous that someone is reading so they have to run interference or something.

I get this on airplanes and it drives me nuts. If I have my headphones on and am holding an open book with just my light on and all the rest of the cabin dark, I am trying to read, not asking for a conversation starter.

 

[TroutBum]

If the garbage can is full at a place like McDonalds, then I have no problems throwing a piece of trash into a full or nearly full can. Maybe the kids working there can get off the ****ing fries and their cell phone for a second and do their job by emptying it.

Get over it.

See, you're the disease I'm talking about. Because you're an entitled prick, the rest of us get to deal with garbage all over the floor, beach, parking lot.

 

[moevillini]

Drivers that don't know how to make turns and turn their car into the lane for oncoming traffic. Even worse when they're going too fast. And worse yet when your car is the oncoming traffic.

My neighborhood is pretty congested with cars parked on both sides of the street. That narrows the lanes for moving traffic considerably and doesn't allow a wide margin for making turns.

I've lost count of how often I've come close to being hit head-on.

 

[LogGrad98]

Drivers that don't know how to make turns and turn their car into the lane for oncoming traffic. Even worse when they're going too fast. And worse yet when your car is the oncoming traffic.

My neighborhood is pretty congested with cars parked on both sides of the street. That narrows the lanes for moving traffic considerably and doesn't allow a wide margin for making turns.

I've lost count of how often I've come close to being hit head-on.

I had to jump the curb to avoid being hit when I was turning right and a guy turning left turned into my lane, honking as he went, instead of turning in to the left lane like he is supposed to. One of my biggest driving pet peeves.

 

[HighlandHomie]

See, you're the disease I'm talking about. Because you're an entitled prick, the rest of us get to deal with garbage all over the floor, beach, parking lot.

I litter every chance I get on public property. It's really not a big deal if my Kit-Kat wrapper is crumpled up on the street.

 

[franklin]

I feel the same way trying to read. Like I could sit there staring at a wall and no one would talk to me, but crack a book and now everyone wants to get all chatty. It's as if it makes them nervous that someone is reading so they have to run interference or something.

Welcome to marriage. Nothing but silence until you un-mute the TV, check a box score, contemplate responding to charges of racism on JF.

 

[Gameface]

I had to jump the curb to avoid being hit when I was turning right and a guy turning left turned into my lane, honking as he went, instead of turning in to the left lane like he is supposed to. One of my biggest driving pet peeves.

One of my biggest as well, especially since it pays right into one off my other pet peeves, people not turning because there are people also turning when there are plenty of lanes to go around if everyone would just turn into their corresponding lane.

 

[franklin]

I had to jump the curb to avoid being hit when I was turning right and a guy turning left turned into my lane, honking as he went, instead of turning in to the left lane like he is supposed to. One of my biggest driving pet peeves.

One of my biggest as well, especially since it pays right into one off my other pet peeves, people not turning because there are people also turning when there are plenty of lanes to go around if everyone would just turn into their corresponding lane.

I used to bitch about this until my wife's friend got ran over by a UTA bus and got the ticket for it by a Sandy cop. Anyone else would get ticketed for it but not UTA. In fact, I saw on almost a daily basis someone getting pulled over off the I-15 90th south southbound off ramp turning East (left) for skipping lanes in the intersection so they could pull into then Lowe's or turn right the next corner. She got hit on the corner after that IIRC and got ticketed by the same city cops that were ticket trapping for the opposite two blocks earlier.



Keep in mind that I've been driving UTC to SLC for 15 years so I have to chill out on driver stupidity or go insane.

 

[bigb]

Welcome to marriage. Nothing but silence until you un-mute the TV, check a box score, contemplate responding to charges of racism on JF.

For me it's when I need to pee. I swear I could piss myself and my wife would keep having the same conversation we had yesterday and the day before. Or yell at me for walking away while she as talking to me.

 

[Dr. Jones]

For me it's when I need to pee. I swear I could piss myself and my wife would keep having the same conversation we had yesterday and the day before. Or yell at me for walking away while she as talking to me.

Umm.. stop being a bitch.

Not to say be a dick.. but..

wtf? re-read your post, re-find your testosterone. You can cuss me or thank me, I don't care..

 

[Siro]

I litter every chance I get on public property. It's really not a big deal if my Kit-Kat wrapper is crumpled up on the street.

Exactly what I'd expect from you.

 

[Gameface]

Welcome to marriage. Nothing but silence until you un-mute the TV, check a box score, contemplate responding to charges of racism on JF.

Yeah, my wife loves to start talking as soon as the main character of whatever show we're watching starts explaining what's going on. I feel like I wait for silent moments to interject, but maybe I'm just as bad.

 

[bigb]

Umm.. stop being a bitch.

Not to say be a dick.. but..

wtf? re-read your post, re-find your testosterone. You can cuss me or thank me, I don't care..

99% of the time I simply walk away and take a leak. She needs to find an adult that isn't me that she can talk to on a regular basis. She has no life.

 

[Dr. Jones]

99% of the time I simply walk away and take a leak. She needs to find an adult that isn't me that she can talk to on a regular basis. She has no life.

I'm sure she agrees with that.. same thing with mine. They need girlfriends so they can leave their bitchin at someone else's lobes.

 

[TroutBum]

99% of the time I simply walk away and take a leak. She needs to find an adult that isn't me that she can talk to on a regular basis. She has no life.

I get so tired of that complaint... Here's the deal; you wanted to be a stay at home mom, I reluctantly agreed, have been super supportive, and haven't bitched about damn near anything. But seriously, I'm getting tired of having to come home and cook dinner. I'm tired of moving piles of laundry off of the bed. I'm tired of having to be the one who finally has to give the toilets in the house haircuts. I'm tired of the DVR being 98% full of Real Housewives, the latest "I'm a whore, I'll find my soulmate thru Reality TV!", and any/all of the sixty or so shows from The CW. But like I said, I rarely say a damn thing, because it's just not worth it, and deep down, I really don't care most of the time. HOWEVER, on the rare occasion that I do bring something up, I inevitably get the "I don't have any adults to talk to" or the "I don't have any friends down here" or my favorite, "I've been busy doing laundry ALL DAY!" types of excuses, usually followed by the "I don't have anyone to talk to all day" nonsense. Is it really all that hard to keep up on our little house, laundry, etc so you can have time to go do something?

My family was out of town for ten days recently and on the 9th day -- about the time the smell from the sink became unbearable -- I decided I better clean the house. I actually wanted to test a few things, so I threw a load of laundry in and started cleaning. My house was cleaned top to bottom, entire house vacuumed and dusted, kids **** all put away, garbages taken out, and 75% of my laundry done, folded, and hung up in just over two hours. She actually asked me if I had had the maids come. Boo ya.

tl;dr

I'm sick of the excuses and whining about how long and hard it is to do laundry and keep the house clean, and especially about not having friends to talk to or do stuff with. My inlaws read JF on occasion, and it has come back to bite me a time or two, but imma gon' take my chances on this one. The Trout is fed up.

 

[bigb]

I get so tired of that complaint... Here's the deal; you wanted to be a stay at home mom, I reluctantly agreed, have been super supportive, and haven't bitched about damn near anything. But seriously, I'm getting tired of having to come home and cook dinner. I'm tired of moving piles of laundry off of the bed. I'm tired of having to be the one who finally has to give the toilets in the house haircuts. I'm tired of the DVR being 98% full of Real Housewives, the latest "I'm a whore, I'll find my soulmate thru Reality TV!", and any/all of the sixty or so shows from The CW. But like I said, I rarely say a damn thing, because it's just not worth it, and deep down, I really don't care most of the time. HOWEVER, on the rare occasion that I do bring something up, I inevitably get the "I don't have any adults to talk to" or the "I don't have any friends down here" or my favorite, "I've been busy doing laundry ALL DAY!" types of excuses, usually followed by the "I don't have anyone to talk to all day" nonsense. Is it really all that hard to keep up on our little house, laundry, etc so you can have time to go do something?

My family was out of town for ten days recently and on the 9th day -- about the time the smell from the sink became unbearable -- I decided I better clean the house. I actually wanted to test a few things, so I threw a load of laundry in and started cleaning. My house was cleaned top to bottom, entire house vacuumed and dusted, kids **** all put away, garbages taken out, and 75% of my laundry done, folded, and hung up in just over two hours. She actually asked me if I had had the maids come. Boo ya.

tl;dr

I'm sick of the excuses and whining about how long and hard it is to do laundry and keep the house clean, and especially about not having friends to talk to or do stuff with. My inlaws read JF on occasion, and it has come back to bite me a time or two, but imma gon' take my chances on this one. The Trout is fed up.

This. All of it.
For some reason, I'm able to take care of the kids and get **** done, but she can't. I must be Superman. And I'm getting really sick of eating things like quesadillas, corn dogs, or Mac & cheese for dinner every night. Once in a while I can deal with, but not 5 nights a week.

 

[moevillini]

geez guys, get a life! you spent too much time complaining here on Jazzfanz.

Get real!

 

[LogGrad98]

I get so tired of that complaint... Here's the deal; you wanted to be a stay at home mom, I reluctantly agreed, have been super supportive, and haven't bitched about damn near anything. But seriously, I'm getting tired of having to come home and cook dinner. I'm tired of moving piles of laundry off of the bed. I'm tired of having to be the one who finally has to give the toilets in the house haircuts. I'm tired of the DVR being 98% full of Real Housewives, the latest "I'm a whore, I'll find my soulmate thru Reality TV!", and any/all of the sixty or so shows from The CW. But like I said, I rarely say a damn thing, because it's just not worth it, and deep down, I really don't care most of the time. HOWEVER, on the rare occasion that I do bring something up, I inevitably get the "I don't have any adults to talk to" or the "I don't have any friends down here" or my favorite, "I've been busy doing laundry ALL DAY!" types of excuses, usually followed by the "I don't have anyone to talk to all day" nonsense. Is it really all that hard to keep up on our little house, laundry, etc so you can have time to go do something?

My family was out of town for ten days recently and on the 9th day -- about the time the smell from the sink became unbearable -- I decided I better clean the house. I actually wanted to test a few things, so I threw a load of laundry in and started cleaning. My house was cleaned top to bottom, entire house vacuumed and dusted, kids **** all put away, garbages taken out, and 75% of my laundry done, folded, and hung up in just over two hours. She actually asked me if I had had the maids come. Boo ya.

tl;dr

I'm sick of the excuses and whining about how long and hard it is to do laundry and keep the house clean, and especially about not having friends to talk to or do stuff with. My inlaws read JF on occasion, and it has come back to bite me a time or two, but imma gon' take my chances on this one. The Trout is fed up.

Hmm. My wife complains about none of this. Is she perfect at it? No, but she has had, up to a month ago, 3 or 4 kids at home and all of their activities, and I never expected her to be perfect at it, not that you expect perfection, I get what you are saying about at least get SOMETHING done, but it never bothered me to come home to some laundry waiting to be done because I knew she would beat herself up over not being perfect at it way more than I ever would.

Instead I focused my efforts on the kids and their inability to help their mom unless I was breathing down their necks. Chore charts, reward systems, punishment systems, etc etc. What works this week won't work next week, and so on. And things get better, then they get worse again, then they are complaining that they cleaned 2 more dishes than their sister did the last time she had the kitchen so they shouldn't have to do anything. Ugh. It's like herding cats, or being pecked to death by a duck.

It made it that much sweeter the last time we were visiting our son who is now on his own and shacking up with a chick that barely does anything around the house, and he got emotional and said how much he appreciated everything mom did for him when he lived with us, and everything we tried to teach him about being part of the family and helping to take care of things, and that he was sorry for all the times he acted like a bitch to me or his mother when all we asked for was some help. I mean you hope on some level they "get it", right? I guess sometimes they do.

But I got so lucky with the wife I have. She takes care of me and the family and never complains about it and always apologizes when I get home from work and the house isn't perfect, even though I never say anything about stuff that didn't get done and only thank her for the work she does, because, as she says, since I work a lot of hours to provide for the family I deserve to come home to a clean home and a warm meal. And because, in the end, I don't want to do any of that ****. So our system works, for us.