About once a year I like to do a blog post about my pet peeves. You know, we all have them - those things that annoy us to distraction. Last year two of my pet peeves I wrote about were colored paper clips and balloons. I hate them. They should be banned from the planet, the ghastly things. This year I have a few more. Well, I have a lot more, actually, but I won't bore you with all of them at once. Here, in no particular order, are three things that annoy me beyond all reason.
1. My first pet peeve is when people don't hold the elevator door open when you're just a few feet and a few seconds away from it. They can see you, they know you're there just outside that closing door, and worst of all they're someone you work with, and they know they are going to see you again in a few minutes ... upstairs. When you finally get an elevator and get up to the office, you walk past them and give them the look. You know the one, "Why didn't you hold the elevator door for me when you saw I was rushing towards it with my hands full?" They look away, but do they feel any shame? No. Would I do it to them if the tables were turned? In a heartbeat.
2. My second my pet peeves is the person who sits next to you in the cafeteria, and just as he is finishing his meal, he whips out a Kleenex and blows his nose - loud, long and productively. He then scrunches the offensive Kleenex up and leaves it on his table, just inches away from where you are still eating your meal. Or at least, you were still eating your meal. Any appetite you had is now long since gone.
3. My third, but by no means last pet peeve is synchronized swimming and ballroom dancing. They are the same thing, aren't they? One is done in the water and one is done on the dance floor. They both involve a lot of grotesque flailing of arms and legs, and they both look extremely painful and unattractive. And they're both really, really cheesy. Any relationship they bear to either swimming or dancing is purely coincidental.
Thank you for allowing me to vent. Stay tuned ... I have more.