Pet Peeves - Page 2

Multiple fucking times. That shit happens to me at least three times a week.

Nothing to worry about Rath. If you get run over (in a car) by a bike, the biker always loses. Unfortunately, I know this from experience.

I was all set to let loose with a cacophony of peeve-ness when I found this thread and realized Diva had mentioned just about every one (great minds...): Particularly loud chewers...like swedish miyagi (zing!). Kidding. Seriously, loud chewers, gum smackers, non-arcade personal space invaders, etc. These are people for whom I wish boredom and annoyance.

A couple more, and yeah they're cliche but bear with me:

Cell phones in line - Look buddy, I'm really happy that the person above you got fired which means that you might possibly get promoted but you're really not sure so you have to kick it up a notch at work but you don't think anyone will notice so you want to go above and beyond but you don't want to seem like a kiss-ass but you need this promotion because you just bought a new sports car that you can't afford any everyone knows the Vette gets 'em wet so you want to keep it but you also want to keep your house and you're barely treading water and your credit's in the shitter and you just found out you have Herpes Simplex 10 and you're not sure if it's your cheating whore of a girlfriend or that chick who gave you head in the bathroom at the bar last weekend. Really, I sympathize. And so do the other 20 people in line who just heard all that. But come on, shut the fuck up and order your steak fajita burrito already. And for christ's sake, stop bumping into me.

Bad drivers - Where I live affords me the unique opportunity to interact with three distinct species of driver:

- The Virginia driver - Solid fundamental skills but never in a hurry to get anywhere, and certainly never understanding that the left lane is for passing, even on local roads. Often foreign, which in and of itself is fine, but seems to predispose a lack of response to my tailgating.

- The DC driver - Easily my favorite. Decent skills but aggressive, always looking to thread through traffic, often with little regard for cyclists, pedestrians, and particularly tourists. Includes its own subset, the DC Cab driver, which is either hotly aggressive but stupid, or entirely too slow but stupid. Adept at driving through circles and turning at odd angles, but not so adept at judging the proper speed for it.

- The Maryland driver - Batshit insane. No baseline skills whatsoever, and a smorgasboard of deficiencies: Too fast, too slow, no sense of direction, no feel for traffic, no awareness, and often at the helm of something that costs too much and is difficult to pronounce. These people make me fear for my life.

I'm sort of trapped because I'm too impatient to take the Metro anywhere anymore, and yet driving around here makes me equally crazy. It's as if driver's ed were a religion and every single person belonged to a different sect.

The lazy fucks who don't return their carts to the cart corral need to die.

True, unless they move their carts to the nearest handicapped space, which is generally considered an 'unofficial' cart corral in most circles.

The supermarket near us requires a refundable $.25 deposit to get a cart. You should see the pandemonium when someone forgets to bring a quarter.

If I'm using the copier at work, nothing pisses me off more than someone else coming to use it and giving me that sad, disappointed fish-face, whining, "Oh... are you using the copier?"

First of all, brilliant deduction, Brainiac. Why you haven't applied for a Mensa membership yet is beyond me.

Second of all, yes, I am using the copier. My day does not revolve around when you need to use the same machine I do. What the fuck do you expect me to do? Quickly gather up my papers right out of the feeder and scurry away? "Ohhh, no no no - I'm not using the copier at ALL! Please, you go right ahead!" Am I supposed to go slinking into the copy room, glancing nervously over my shoulder? "I hope no one else needs to use the copier before I'm done!" Quite frankly, fuck you. I'll use it if it's free, and when I'm done, I'm done. Your playing the violins won't make me pick up the pace, I assure you.

And 15 minutes ago, there was some fuckhead in there already using it who was giving me The Face! I walked in, smiled, said "Hi", ready to wait till he was done. Clearly, he was using it - so there was no need for me to ask, "Ohhhh... *whimper!*... are you using the copier?" So I'm waiting my turn - and then HE turns around and gives me the face! "Are you waiting to use the copier?" No, no I don't need the copier. I'm here to check out your butt, jerkoff!

People who move in to a house next to some noisy place (like an amusement park, airport, stadium, ect...) and then makes everyone's life hell by complaining about the traffic and noise pollution to the city council, local government and even filing lawsuits against the busy venue next door.

This is way too close to "I hate people who ____" for my liking. Just wait til miyagi and Zod get wind of this.

I could do without sweat pants being worn in public. Especially if the person is a bit hefty.

airplane food

Never sat first class, eh?

I hate people who do stuff that isn't good. Also, when stuff happens to me that I don't like.

If it makes you feel any better some of us are only partially insane. Personally I feel safer driving in Maryland than in DC, land of the optional stop light. People are too afraid of Smokey to drive crazy in Virginia.

For the love of God, WHY did you just do that??1

Somebody had to say it. We were all thinking it.

I love that this is now the standard reaction when people bring him up. It's the same general reaction people would have if you slaughtered a chicken, rubbed its blood over your naked body, and danced around a fire chanting in a lost language for the return of an ancient mad god.

To be fair Greg, there have been some cultures wherein that kind of behavior had a sense of purpose, meaning and significance behind it.
Miyagi...not so much.

Yeah, that's sort of my fault. I should've thought the whole idea through a little more.

Miyagi, Miyagi, Miyagi, Miyagi...

(it was either this or a Candlejack joke)

and to keep on-topic: People who rent movies/games who have no idea how to not scratch the shit out of them.

One of my pet peeves is "The Monday Morning Story Hour".

You get into work, and then starts the line of folks wanting to tell wandering and pointless stories of how fucked up they got the previous weekend. I don't care, boys and girls. You got so wasted and the cops came and gave you shit and whatever. I look forward to the day you actually decide to join civilized society and keep your indiscretions either to yourself, or post the fucking things in video form on YouTube so I can choose whether or not to experience them.

Of course, the one amusing variation of "The Monday Morning Story Hour" is the "Monday Morning Story Minute". I found this on a weekly basis at the redneck kitchen cabinet factory I worked at for a year and a half. You'd go into work, then at first break you'd go to the break room. During the course of the ten minute break, about half the folks in the room would begin a potential conversation with the words "Ho, SHIT....I got so fucked up this weekend. Friday, we........" and then their voice would trail off and they'd just stare at the table or wall with a glazed over expression.

You had to think that somewhere, in the addled collection of memories in the room, someone had gone to Rekall and was trying to get up the guts to admit he was the one that fucked Sharon Stone and brought air to Mars.

I can't stand cars without mufflers. No, the lack of a muffler doesn't make you a man or cool. Fucking rednecks.

I leave my cart right where I park. Someone is getting paid to put it back...I'm not. I guess that makes me an asshole. I tend to live and let live. Everyone is different, everyone has problems. I just don't fucking care. Is that wrong?

That was deep.

Jesus, I hope you were kidding.


I was.

My pet peeve? The phrase "There, I said it."

Whenever a reviewer brings out an opinion contrary to the popular opinion, they always use it or a variation of it. And it's always used like they're pointing out the elephant in the room that everybody's ignoring. There is no elephant. You're not disemboweling some sacred cow here. You're implying that the people around you are ignoring this horrific truth only you are brave enough to acknowledge.

It implies bravery in saying something in a room full of dissenters, which seems more applicable for things that hold more weight than movie opinions.

Incorrect usage: "The Shield is better than The Wire. There, I said it."

Correct usage: "The Iraq War is a criminal action. There, I said it."