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and wearing their shoes in the house STOP IT

EXACTLY. What kind of message does that send? "Oh it's totally okay to waste food, people! Do it! I'm doing it and I'm on TV! So I MUST be right!"

I really have a problem with mouth sounds. Usually happens when someone is eating and I can hear the movement of the food in the eater's mouth. Or, it could just be that they have an over production of saliva and I can hear that slight smacking between his or her cheeks or lips and that makes me want to cry. I know it's not their fault, nor are they doing it on purpose. But, it's gotten to the point where I'll just plug my ears if my girlfriend chews too loud, and I'm pretty sure that's even more offensive than the actual chewing.

Otherwise, I'm fairly easygoing.

I can relate -- I mentally died around 8th grade as well. Skipping grades did absolutely nothing for me except further alienate me from my peers. Schools still didn't know what to do with me, so once I was old enough to fly solo, I just skipped a lot of my classes and went to the library or the park to research and read for hours every day. I went to a different school every year from 4th to 9th grade and didn't graduate high school; I had to officially "drop out" and get my HSED on the day my class graduated, lest I continue to be automatically re-enrolled until I was 18. It really sucked trying to get into the full-time work force at 16, but I did, and I've been there ever since, because college was never even a distant financial possibility. Since I didn't graduate or go to college, and since I'm not very bright in all matters that are not related to reading, I make photocopies, remove and replace staples, do data entry, and stare at a cubicle wall for 9+ hours every day, which is a perfect combination of soul- and mind-deadening. Don't worry, you didn't miss much! Heh.

So I guess you could say that one of my pet peeves is the ever-widening disparity between the education that is provided to wealthy and upper-middle class people and the education that is provided to people on welfare. Lolzzzzzz.

Another: Hapless, soft-bodied humans who either leisurely stroll or dart into oncoming traffic. Especially at night. It's inexplicably common in the neighborhood I work in, and I have no idea why. I've almost plowed into so many people who have casually sauntered into the path of my car while wearing all black, it's terrifying. Also, people who roll their baby strollers or push their tiny toddlers into the street against the light, presumably because they know the cars will wait. My brakes and nerves are pretty worn down.

And another: I talk too forking much.

This is why I hate when someone talks with their mouth full. It has nothing to do with the manners aspect of it, it just SOUNDS disgusting.

I just have to say that you don't come across as a socially maladjusted weirdo at all (well, except to the extent that we're all a little weird and that's what makes us interesting.) I think you come across as intelligent and wise, as a holder of strong opinions who is articulate enough to communicate them, and an effective educator and advocate (I've learned a lot from your contributions to discussions about sex and gender.)

When the top of my banana does not want to open and I wind up squishing it from yanking too hard! Grrrrrrr

I know it's been said many times but: Slow walkers who take up the whole sidewalk, or who block me in some way. How in the name of carrots do you get through life moving like a turtle?

I am a very fast walker and this is regular occurence.

And the people wearing earbuds who are startled when I come up behind them and pass them. Really? Especially when I am running, and especially if they clutch their heart or stop dead and look shocked. I am neither big nor scary and I do my best to give the people I am passing a wide berth so I won't startle them.

People using words like rhubarb, spaz/spastic as an insult (funny or otherwise). I know many Americans are desensitised to it but it's. just. awful.

One upsmanship. That person who just has to have the last word. Or to have it worse that you, or better than you.

People who don't think i'm awesome. Total dickholes.

People who step outside to have a cigarette directly in front of the wide open door or window to wherever they just stepped out of. Thank you for smoking outside, except all your smoke is now inside, because you are an idiot. You can't move a few feet up or down the sidewalk, or away from the building or something?? Especially the laundromat. I know you are bored and waiting for laundry to dry is boring, and I know you can't smell it, but you just puffed and then trailed a giant cloud of stench into the laundromat to lurk and settle around everyone's clean laundry and it is so, so gross.


This little dog will close the doors for you! He also puts his bowl in the dishwasher, which made me SCREAM with died-of-cuteness.


EWWWWW this too!

Totally gross, rude, and obnoxious! I said cigarette smoke before, it's my #1 pet peeve of all time. I hate being forced to breathe cigarette smoke. It makes me want to cry.

Bob and weave... bob and weave... all pedestrians need to master this to walk efficiently.

I hate it when I'm walking down the street and, for no forking reason, one person or a group of people stops walking without warning causing a near collision. It makes me want to rip their hair out.

I'm so finding a way to break into the internet so I can smoke inside of the PPK forum. *evil cackle* You'll smell me foreveeeeeeer.

No, seriously. At work I walk across the street (granted, across the street = central park north) and smoke so it doesn't bother my coworkers (we all work in an office with big ol' windows out front). The nursing home residents next door to us, however, do not give a shiitake. They park their walkers (complete with ironic oxygen tank), literally, in front of our door or someone's window. They're out there so long that it makes me wonder if they're trying to kill a whole pack just to avoid going back inside.

My serious pet peeves are:

People who litter. There's no excuse. Littering is never a crime of passion.

People who smoke with their children around, in the house or in the car. I can get up and leave someone's house if I don't want to choke down cancerous fumers, little kids can't. I was raised in a house full of smoke and if I got sick, I stayed sick for a long time because I didn't even have clean air to breathe.

People who leave their dogs outside to bark, especially during off hours. I don't want to listen to your dog barking its head off while i'm trying to sleep. Tennessee has a noise ordinance, and I called the cops on some neighbors several times and they still just did. Not. Get it. Their dog would bark all night because it wanted in!

People who don't put their carts back in the cart corral. It's triply offensive if they leave it in the loading ramp area of a handicapped spot, or in the spot itself. I've seen people leave carts in an empty space two spaces away from the corral.

I really don't like when people stare, but to stare at me on purpose just to annoy me?? AARRRGGG STOP ITTTT

I'm a disabled driver/parker (walking wounded) and it's amazing how many other disabled drivers leave their trolleys against my car or blocking the path of wheelchair/scooter users.

Actually disabled drivers in the UK are my pet peeve, so many of them (us!) are shiitake and think they own the road. They think the parking badge allows them to abandon their cars willy nilly and don't give a shiitake if they cause a bottleneck in the city centre because the police don't like to book them.

And don't get me started on all those forkers who give me dirty looks for using my parking badge but don't bat an eyelid when my 71 your old (much more able bodied) mother is with me. Ageist kumquats!

SUBWAY! (the train, not the odd-smelling sandwich shop) Uhg!

Next time, I'm going to walk up to the person, get in their face, and stare at them blankly until they flinch. I'll resume my previous activity after that.

Too bad I'm much too lazy to actually do that.

I'm going to follow you around staring and when you come up and stare me back I'm going to wait a few seconds then honk your hooters*



*at least that's what I would do if I was a pervert living in America, so, watch yourself with that tactic.

You just made me snort. Not laugh, but snort.

I share my office with someone who is currently 6 feet away from me, mind you.

Exactly. People should not only acknowledge our awesomeness but bow down before us.

Yes, litterers in general, but especially cigarette butt litterers. There seems to be a blind spot that a lot of smokers have that makes them think cigarette butts don't count as trash. I bet a lot of these people who flick their butts wherever they want (that's my sidewalk too, crasshole!) wouldn't just fling a Snickers wrapper any old place. I always want to be that crazy bisque who picks it up and gives it back to them: "Here, you dropped something." But, ew, cooties.

I will cut you!

Or when I walk into the grocery store behind someone and they stop just past the door to chat with a friend or make a shopping game plan with their partner or whatever.