Some Things I Don't Like
OK, this is just a list of little pet peeves. I think most people
would agree with me on a lot of them. Unfortunately, most people would not
see themselves here. (Yes, I know, I'm probably one of them.)
- Pepsi. I used to consider it an acceptable substitute for
Coca-Cola. Now I would choose dirty water before Pepsi. And what's with the
Europeans who, when you ask for a Coke, just hand you a Pepsi. Don't they
know the difference? I guess not, but then, they don't know what ice is
- People who bring
children, especially babies to movies. I am not talking about taking
your kids to children's movies. I am talking about people who are too
cheap to pay a baby sitter so they think everyone else, who paid the
exorbitant price of $7.50 to see the flick, will be humored by their little
misbehaving rug rats. The other night we went to see a movie and were
entertained on our left by a crying baby and on our right by a rambunctious
kid stomping up and down his row and the main aisle. Theaters should
have a policy of forbidding children in movies after a 7 pm.
Alternatively, anyone should be able to ask for a refund from the manager.
Of course, the manager would say that we should tell management when it's
happening, but that means getting up and missing at least 10 minutes of the
movie. And while we're on the subject of movies, what about people who
talk on the cell phone in movies?
- Professional basketball. Corrupt and unexciting competition
between overgrown children with massive egos.
- Coffee. Drinking this dirty hot water does nothing but give
you bad breath.
- People who carry too much stuff onto planes, who are cousins
of those who refuse to store anything under the seat in front of them. Related
to these are business people who somehow think they have a right to do
these things but others don't.
- People who use computer jargon and assume you know what they mean.
Need I say more.
- Telemarketers. Fortunately the no-call list has put a lot of
these people out of work but if you already have an account with a bank,
you're still a candidate for telemarketing. If this is the best job a
person can find, I'd
rather have my tax dollars paying for a welfare check. At least they wouldn't waste so much of my time. Be forewarned,
telemarketer: If you call me, I will
wait until I hear your voice and then hang up.
- Students who say "I missed class. Did I miss anything important?"
If you have to ask, you have no business being in school.
People who don't say "Thank you" when you do something special for them.
I think the practice of saying "thank you" has, like the practice of admitting
it was your mistake, become the dinosaur of the 21st century, a lost species.
- And, it goes without saying, people who do spam email, spyware,
and computer viruses. Those who send either should be sentenced to life
in prison in solitary confinement. I am seriously not kidding. Penalties for
internet crime are far too light, in view of the millions of dollars of
destruction and lost productivity they inflict. If anyone stole that
much money directly, they'd be facing life in prison.
- Friends who drop out of sight and contact you only when they need
something. Why do I have so many of these? That having been said, I
would never turn my back on one of them, and they are always welcome.
- People who
constantly use cell phones. I am convinced these people save their
most meaningless, trivial banter until they can get in a car to try to look
important with one hand on the wheel and one on the phone. How many of
these calls are necessary or at least could have been made before starting the
car? A car is as dangerous a weapon as a gun. And I'm convinced
cell phones have contributed to the lost art of turn signal usage. And
hear me on this: YOU DO NOT LOOK IMPORTANT WHEN YOU ARE DOING THIS.
ALL YOU REALLY LOOK LIKE IS SOMEONE STUCK IN THE 80'S. That kind of
behavior, big hair and poofy bangs all went out around the same time when it
was determined that you did not have to be rich to own a cell phone. I
have a rule. As a driver, I will not extend you any courtesy, such as
letting you turn in front of me, if you're on the cell phone. Yes, I
know that some cell phone calls while driving are necessary, but most are not.
Having said all of that, I nonetheless love to listen to people talk on cell
phones at airports. They try to talk as loud as possible so everyone
around them can hear and try to make you think they are most the important
person in the world. If you listen carefully, you can easily pick up
their vanity, insecurity, and the less-than-impressive work they do.
It's very entertaining. So, ok, I guess I really don't dislike people
who constantly use cell phones. We all need idiots to laugh at.
- People who do not
respond to email. How long does one have to wait before feeling like
you're making a pest of yourself by asking the person a question for a second
time? Or why is it that you can email someone and they either do not
reply or they give you a very short reply in relation to the length of your
email. You went to the trouble of emailing them about a number of things
and they just address a few of your points. If it's that important,
you have to make a pest of yourself again. (BTW: I think this
would probably also apply to phone messages. Frankly, I do not leave
phone messages often and almost never leave one one at a personal residence,
where a teenager is bound to listen to the message first and forget to tell
the person about it.)
- People who complain
about Wal-Mart, especially those who try to prevent it from moving into their
area. These people are typically those who don't need the jobs
themselves and can afford to shop elsewhere. How dare them impose their
notion of how things ought to be on those who need the jobs and the money
they'd save shopping there. Frankly, my only complaint about Wal-Mart is
that its success brings the curse that it's so crowded, I don't want to shop
there. Like Yogi Berra allegedly said about a particular restaurant,
"It's so crowded, nobody goes there."
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Last updated: May 27, 2012