Hi all... Things that tick me off? Oh wow.. I could go on for days.. I guess it really depends on my mood, some days I'm the most patient guy you will ever meet.. some days..
Let's see. Tailgating. I predict this will be the thing that one day just pushes me over the edge. I'll be 30, no, let's say I make it to 35, and some guy in a Honda Civic with cut springs will just be tailgaiting me relentlessly. I'll just hit the brakes (intentionally), get rear-ended, spin into a ditch, put a hole in the gas tank, and of course it will be a flint ditch, and the car will explode.
Yuppies. Anyone seen the snicker crunch commercial? Shack. Crunch. Oh... I guess yuppies is an unfair generalization, but people who constantly need to brag/tell stories/talk about themselves to reassure themselves that they really have some value.
Talking on a cell while driving. Well, in theory I support it: that whole natural selection thing somewhat applies. But you're going to hit me with my luck, so cut it out!
Intolerance of any kind. From the small (import car owners disrespecting domestic, and vice-versa) all the way up on to racism. Intolerance breeds hate, which breeds violence. Religious intolerance is a big on for me too. If someone is different from you, why do some people insist that there has to be a problem. Ugh... Live and let live. If you have a constant need to interfere in others lives, perhaps you are compensating for a deep-rooted fear of uncertainty? Oh I hate airmchair psychologists/psychiatrists too.
Spam. Not the food but unsolicited junkmail. I'm the proud owner of
trashcan@hotmail.com. As you might guess, I get quite a bit of unsolicited mail. Today I just got fed up. I did a WHOIS search for the domains mentioned in the headers, and sent emails to the people registered as owning them. I am just fed up with getting 30 emails a day on how to my enlarge my personal parts. How could they possibly know about my problem? Oops, I've said too much.
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Ok, I'm off to therapy.
Anyone else find it ironic that I hate intolerance and yuppies .. <Sigh>
D.E.: Your, You're.. UGH! I use it incorrectly myself sometimes, but it bothers me more when others do it. Hm. Lame jokes! I love them. Can't get enough. I love cheese in general.