This is only a part of an always growing list of things that make me want to slap someone in the face, scream in exasperation or just ask quite directly (and loudly may I add) “What possessed you to believe this would be a good idea!?”
1. People that bring fish or something else similarly odorous for lunch at work when everyone works in an open space (it is a complete different story if they keep those aromas far away or have an office which keeps the fumes contained).
2. Employees that complain about how busy they are or how much as been added to their plate. Said employee then passes off mundane tasks to others or declines when asked to help with a project. A few minutes later, steal a glace at the screen of overworked employee and you’ll see him/her scrolling their blog roll of fashion and foodie sites or even worse, playing a game. Wut.
3. People with no table manners. You’ve been there. You go out to lunch or dinner with a few friends and one person you’ve never dined with before. This person licks their fingers so furiously you feel like offering up the napkin in your very own lap just to get them to cease this disgusting display. What barn were you raised in!? I literally went to lunch at Moe’s once and this girl sat there licking her thumb and index finger over and over again (inserting them both into her mouth from time to time for a good suck). What. The. Hail!?
4. Men that stare at you while you are in a public area for whatever reason. They may not be thinking of picking you up, they may be admiring the cut of your oxford for all we know, however there is a length of time which is appropriate to look at someone. And too many people are guilty of going far beyond that allotted time.
5. People that come to my city and complain about it. No one in Boston can drive, the nightlife is bland, the weather is too unpredictable etc. You’re the only one looking like an idiot because you failed to research the place you uprooted your entire life for. If you don’t like it I would be happy to direct you to a lovely place by the name of Logan Airport.
6. That said, I hate bad drivers. This actually should have been first on my list because I don’t think a day goes by that I am not rolling my window down in preparation to throw up a middle finger. If I notice the license plate is not a Massachusetts one, I also add a “Welcome to Boston (insert expletive here).” Yes, we’re harsh, please get used to driving over 15 miles per hour. If you don’t like it, go back to your rainy, cow laden, waves of grain or wherever you may have come from.
I have to say, my absence from writing is one I will never allow again. The activity is far too cathartic for me and being without one of my few creative outlets has hindered my love of saying whatever the heck comes to mind and not giving a damn about what anyone thinks about it. It’s good to be back.
Ashley T
July 1, 2012Wow…..lol. I totally agree with it all! I deliberately have unscented Suave lotion in my desk at work. Just because I think something smells good, doesn't mean I'm going to force everyone else to smell it as well. For shame…..