Pet Peeves

[The Luda]

-Lady Gaga.

That is all...

That's not a pet peeve, she would qualify as a (un)natural disaster..

[Rodri]

I forgot to mention snipers. They really annoy me with their claymores and the way they hide in bushes like frightened little bunnies. I hate them so much that I will go miles out of my way to hunt them down and kill them.
(sorry, I've been playing a lot of Battlefield2 lately)

Don't get me started on flyboys and chopper pilots...

[WarMutt]

Mother-In-Laws...........nuff said!

[MrHawk]

I hate it when you talk to people and they pretend they didnt hear you.
Makes you feel unwatend and so on.

[Mistress Kitti]

...crap...so far I would be 2 someone's pet peever (1) I do my make-up on the bus on the way to work. Does that count? (2) I'm a sniper *hunkers down waitin for Rodri to make an entrance into my sights*

Pet Peeves for teh Kitteh:

~ Garbage. Not even 2 feet from the garbage can, but there it SITS on the stinkin counter! WTH IS THAT??

~ Empty TP rack *or TP is put in 'backwards'* If you use the last stinkin sheet, is it really that difficult to refill it for the next user?! And the sheet should be TOP loaded! Work w/ me people!

~ Pen clickers. *clickclickclickclickycliiiiickCLICK* REALLY?? Is it that necessary?!

~ Gum chewers who smack, multi-mini-snap their gum, and bubble blowers who play with it. Do you have any idea where your hands have been? And here you are playing w/ your chewed bubble gum, and putting it back in your mouth. EW! *Just watch Contagion, bet you stop doin that ish!*

~ People who are cruel to animals for the simple enjoyment of inflicting pain upon an innocent creature. Particularly kitties.

~ People who rush right out in front of you, into your lane...when clearly there are no cars coming AFTER you. I mean...if you jump out in front of me like that, you'd better be runnin! Ever see a kitti w/ road rage?? It's not pretty!

~ Children who ask and ask and ask to try to get their way even though they've already been told "NO".

~ Parents who let their children act like lil @$$e$ in public. So disrespectful, makes me wanna hem up the kid(s) AND the parent(s)!

~ Being right in the middle of a really good game/movie and the stinkin 'Emergency Broadcast System' decides to throw in an annoying test w/ that stupid *beeepbeeepbeeep* crap. Seriously? Couldn't their interruption wait until after the game/movie or during a stupid commercial??

~ Catching po-po's talkin on their cell phone while driving or putting their make-up on at a stop light & holding up the rest of us when it turns green *yes, I have caught a female copper doing this*. I mean? How is it okay for THEM to break the laws that someone like me or you would get pulled over/harrassed for? Makes me want to do a citizen's pull-over!

~ Socks. I already do not really care to do laundry, cuz it's never ending. But socks? I wanna be the one who finds the black hole that eats up that ONE sock so that I cannot pair up every one that I put into the wash! Where does it go?? It's not just once in a while...it's almost EVERY time I do white clothes!

~ Nosey-aint-got-nothin-better-to-do-in-their-lives neighbors! Seriously! If all you have to do is sit around and watch what my family does through your freakin window, then you truly need to get a life! Crazy coo-coo-ka-choo drama causin miserable bishes! Don't watch me...watch TV!

[AbstractAngel]

It also annoys me when people ignore/don't reply to your texts/IM's/PM's!

I reply as soon as I get the message so long as it's appropriate to, but what I can't stand? The people who wait 5 minutes and then send angry texts that you're ignoring them. As if my job lets me just chat all day on my phone, or it's okay to text in a movie theatre. I have no problems replying but I CANNOT stand when people get all emo cause I'm not at their beck and call right away. I can understand several hours, but I've litterally had people freak out because I was in the washroom when they texted.... Seriously?!

When I'm concentrating on something and someone stares over my shoulder at what I'm doing.
Loud chewing for no reason.
Being given inaccurate directions.
People who drive 20 under the speed limit for no reason.
Not being punctual.
Slowing down 1 mile before turning.
Not using the turn signal.
Inability to comprehend and follow simple instructions.
No call, no shows at work (means I have to pull a double).
Spelling and grammar mistakes when trying to write about a serious subject.
txt spk.
Not completely filling out the miniscule amount of required paperwork at my job.
Last minute schedule changes.

I think I have a story that will drive Japengo into a murderous rampage here.

So here's the scenario. Japengo is driving to a very important meeting with his co-worker (lets call him Hal), who insists on sitting in the back seat. The entire time he is driving Hal is in the back seat staring and commenting on his driving, whilst chewing loudly in his ear.

The road goes down to 1 lane and a guy right in front of him decides to cut in without using his signal, almost cutting off Japengo. He then slows down to 40 in a 60 zone, and then Japengo gets a call...

It's his boss, advising him that the meeting has been rescheduled until 1PM, and he now has 5 minutes instead of an hour and 5 mintues to get there. Hal asks if Japengo can lend him a pen as he's breathing down his neck because he forgot to fill out the needed paperwork for today, and he has no time to do it when they get there. Hal is a little slow and needs Japengo (while driving) to explain to him how to fill out the forms as he's never done them and isn't quite as literate as he should be for his job. He's also a terrible speller, and Japengo knows that the report reflects on both of them, but there's no time to correct his work.

The car finally goes to turn and Japengo feels a sigh of relief wash over him. Only to have to wait forever for the guy to turn because he is practically stopped while turning. By the time they get to the office, they are already ten minutes late for the meeting. Japengo reviews the paperwork Hal has filled out, and rage quits... The report was not only incorrect, it wuz t0tally in txt speak.

[WarSimi]

People putting their feet on my pillows. I'm like arrgggghhhh wtf!?? I do not want athletes face! Get your smelly toes off my pillows, actually get off my bed, sit on the floor now.

Going to get a drink out of the fridge and someone just leaves all the empty vessels in there.

People borrowing my things without saying and when I rage over wherever these things went they STILL stay quiet, but it automatically gets placed by my door in secret.

[gottibabe1]

People putting their feet on my pillows. I'm like arrgggghhhh wtf!?? I do not want athletes face! Get your smelly toes off my pillows, actually get off my bed, sit on the floor now.

Going to get a drink out of the fridge and someone just leaves all the empty vessels in there.

People borrowing my things without saying and when I rage over wherever these things went they STILL stay quiet, but it automatically gets placed by my door in secret.

This.

Every. Damn. Time.

[Lucas101]

Going to get a drink out of the fridge and someone just leaves all the empty vessels in there.

This and near empty cereal boxes that people leave in cupboards

[Rodri]

~ People who rush right out in front of you, into your lane...when clearly there are no cars coming AFTER you. I mean...if you jump out in front of me like that, you'd better be runnin! Ever see a kitti w/ road rage?? It's not pretty!

No, not pretty at all.

~ Socks. I already do not really care to do laundry, cuz it's never ending. But socks? I wanna be the one who finds the black hole that eats up that ONE sock so that I cannot pair up every one that I put into the wash! Where does it go?? It's not just once in a while...it's almost EVERY time I do white clothes!

Your washing machine is creating a vortex on the spin cycle and this opens a rift in the space-time continuum, through which the occasional sock will vanish. (it's a very small rift, so usually only one sock can squeeze through) This also helps explain why those missing socks sometimes show up days, weeks or months later in the strangest places.