Greetings!

This weeks question is what is one of those things that makes you just want to yell at someone for doing? Pet Peeve if you will. I know we all have many, but one will do for this week...unless of course you want to share more.

I grit my teeth as hard as I can and have to control myself when people sing along at shows or where someone is performing. I don't mean concerts or any of the places that you are invited to sing along. But if I pay 100 dollars to go to a show...I want to hear that performer sing...not the person next to me. I love to sing as much as the next person...but I'll do it in my car or in the shower.

Player of Couri

P.S. This is going to be my last question for a while. I've pretty much run out of good questions and would love to pass the wand. You must all have been thinking of a question these weeks...so let's keep this up!

>This weeks question is what is one of those things that makes you just want to yell at someone for doing?

Leaving the babble box on 24/7 ... and then turning it up two hours before I have to get out of bed so I have no choice but to get up and go to work. <grumble>

I had to think about this a bit, but I think I have (one of) my biggest pet peeve...

People who don't listen then jump to conclusions.

I've seen more stupid arguments start that way, and more emotional harm done that could have been prevented if one, or both sides had stopped talking long enough to listen to what the other was saying. It's becoming more prevalent in my house as my daughter becomes a teenager, but oddly, it's not her that's doing it. It's my husband, and I hate having to tell him to be quiet and listen and quit assuming.

-Tiralor, who's tired of having to hide, go into rest mode, and settle an argument in the next room.

thats actually illegal in certain neighborhoods around here, as in, if the cops see you yakking into a cell phone while driving, you'll get a ticket.

as far as pet peeves, there are many behaviors presented by those that are senile that irritate me. unfortunately I have to live with most of them.


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People that walk up and just start talking to me assuming I might care even a little bit about what they have to say.


The Turtle Moves

When perfectly normal children turn into teenagers that don't even slightly resemble those children that you so loved.

As an example: I have an angellic neice that I've called "Angel" (Not even slightly close to her real name, just what I've called her) since she was only a couple of days old. She came home from hospital at 2 days old and slept from 7-8pm through to 7am. Just in time for me to get up and go to school. Great alarm clock. AND she woke up a happy kid.
Picture this happening all through until about the age of 10.
Sure she starts to argue with her mother but spends at least 1 weekend a month at my place.
Gets to 13 years of age and decides that she wont even clean her room (both at home and at my place), we give her some freedoms her parents don't, but trust her to do the right thing.
I let her go to the skate park (unsupervised teenage hangout about 2 streets away) on her own. She comes home (my place) smelling like cigarettes. "Honey, did you smoke?" "Nah, wouldn't do that" (She knows I have a HUGE aversion to smoking/smokers) Okay, the kid has never lied to me before (I allow her to lie to everyone else, as long as she tells me the truth - I'm not stupid, I know she does lie.)
Next morning I'm doing the washing (she sleeps late, I can have her clothes washed and dried before she wakes up) and empty the pockets, brand new cigarette lighter. I confiscate the lighter.
Clothes are folded and put where she can see them when she wakes up.
Her girlfriend comes over and asks if they can go to the skatepark. Sure 'friend' you can go to the skatepark but Angel can't. Get a weird look from Angel. Friend stays. Doesn't want to go on her own.
I ask Angel why she thinks she can't go to the skatepark (now she KNOWS that her cigarette lighter isn't in her pockets. she KNOWS I did her washing) NOTHING.
I ask her again and she says 'I don't know.'
Leave it awhile, do other stuff around the house.
All the while both girls are in the lounge room discussing why ole' meanie wont let her go out.

Eventually I tell her about the lighter. She denies it. She found it. Now unless she found it on the counter at the local milk bar (corner store) she didn't find it. Perfectly clean, new label and still full of lighter fluid.
She continually lies/sobs/is completely quiet for the next 2 hours. Now I'm nice compared to my sister, so I threaten if she doesn't tell me the truth I'll ring her mother and tell her myself. OR she has the choice of ringing her mother and telling her herself (hopefully earning herself some brownie points with her mother for being truthful)
More sobbing "My life is over" but STILL lying to me.

That is what really makes me scream. I've told her not to come back until she can stay here without lying to me.
She's now 14 and has moved states so unlikely to stay here again. Which is the really sad part because now I don't trust what she tells me and we were really close. I guess I treated her like a grown up too early. But when are children still children and when are children at the age when they are responsible for themselves?

So in short.......people I trust lying to me is what makes me want to scream.

Kobmand

I'm juggling, trading and also trading in juggling.

Teenagers are like that Kobmand. Their hormones, their changing status in life, peer pressure, and ten dozen other things make them do things that seem perfectly logical to them.


Bear with her and before you know it she'll be changing into the woman she'll be.

It always hurt me deeply that much of my family wasn't patient with me during my teenage years when I needed them most (though I would have denied it under torture).


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People who claim to know what is 'logical' and 'not logical' when they haven't even taken a math course beyond Calculus, or a philosophy course with a 4 prefixing it.

Yeah. That really bothers me. People don't have a clue how to utilize the tool not truth that logic is. Logic is not common sense.


Mrrar

>I say something, or tell a story - he acknowledges it, but later I come to find out that he completely misunderstood me, or unconsciously substituted a word here or there with something different.

Um, that's just the problem with mixed relationships. <shrug> You get this every time I've ever seen a guy and a girl together. That's why I cheat and stick with my own kind. ;) I got tired of fighting the 'realities per minute' and 'but I said ... '.

What guys hear and what girls say rarely have much in common, I've found in my life. The opposite also happens to be true. Do not know why this is, but hey, such is the nature of the beast.

It would be a toss up between, people that don't fold their underwear before putting it away in a dresser, and people that spell ridiculous with an e (rediculous.)

<<>>people that don't fold their underwear before putting it away in a dresser


You mean your supposed to put it in a dresser and not leave it in the dryer!

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"All animals are equal but some animals are more equal than others." ~~ G.O.

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>>If you leave it in the dryer you can turn the dryer on before you jump in the shower, and have a nice warm pair of underwear after the shower.

I'm telling you, that is one of the best feelings in the world. Toasty panties. Ahhhhh...

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"Come fairies, take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind and dance
Upon the mountains like a flame." -- W.B. Yeats