For some silly reason, I have been thinking about Pet Peeves quite a bit today.
I don’t really feel like complaining about anything. In fact, I am in quite a good mood this evening.
But Pet Peeves are a curious thing. The origins of the saying are a bit sketchy. It started sometime in the early 1900s… and thought to be a variation of peevish. Yes. But the “Pet” part….. that is gazoinks. Don’t you think?
It should, instead, be “People Peeves.” I really don’t have too many issues with my pets. The closest I can think of is when I am walking the dogs… and we meet someone on the street. They say, “Oh what lovely dogs.”…. or….. “Oh what smart pups you have.” Then I get all “full” of myself, and think I have a Trio of Wonder Dogs. At that point, one… or ALL of the dogs… will start licking their butts profusely. Welllllll…….Look at Me and My Brilliant Canines.
But that really isn’t a pet peeve for me.
Now… people on the other hand.
You see…… Pet Peeves aren’t something I focus on. They just sort of sneak up on me during the day. They appear out of nowhere, like persistent weeds pushing through a crack in the cement.
And then…. they appear…. and….. well …… I lose it. Ka-bloooooey. The lid blows right off the ol’ jar.
Okay. Here is one. It makes me a little crazy when people use those worn-out cliche’s all the time… Like “24/7” and “At the end of the day….” or… “It is what it is.” Guh. Guh. And triple Guh. Switch it up, will ya’? How about 10,080/7.
I guess I use my fair share of useless phrases… like… “Holy Smackerels” and “Whoppa Paloooza”… and “Well, dang if that doesn’t look like a bowl of Steamed Carrots to ME!” So I will work hard to tamper those down a bit.
Another, is people who chew with their mouths open. I hope I don’t do this one…. and just don’t realize it. This one sends me through the roof.
I don’t like it when someone looks over my shoulder. I am also not crazy about people who stand too close.
Public hacking. Not the kind that happens on computers. Nope. I mean the kind that sounds like an individual is imitating “Jabba the Hut” expelling a furry cat from his big lumpy throat. Not only do they sound like they are being Heimlich-ed from their toes… they proceed to produce a ball of goop… which they expel on the sidewalk. Again. I say…. Guh.
What about people who say “No Problem.” when you say “Thank you.” It typically should go like this. I say “Thank you.” Then the counterpart replies, “You are welcome.” When someone says “No Problem.”…. it makes me think that I have asked… “Is there some sort of problem here?”
People who don’t flush… OR people who pee all the heck over toilet seats. Why, I ask you….. WHY?
Oh… these are just a few that are on the brain channel tonight. I was in a great mood when I started writing this…. and now I am all worked up. Jacked right out of shape…. just like that…. I am. Steaming out the ears.
When I think about these things… I simply lose my Inner Peace.
It happens to me…. 9 times out of Zen.
“Let us forgive each other – only then will we live in peace” – Leo Nikolaevech Tolstoy