MY TOP 10 PET PEEVES
1) Someone in the media becomes enamored of a certain catchword or phrase, others hear it and jump on board, and then we have to hear it 55 times a day. Count how many times the word "clearly" and the phrase "at the end of the day" are used in a typical news report.
2) Words and phrases that have caught on and are repeated ad nauseum: "My bad," "Yeah, no," "You guys." Please don't get into the "You know..." habit and please do not start a sentence with "To be honest..." (Weren't you always honest?)
3) The constant bombardment of self-improvement ads and commercials. Do this, do that, and you'll be blissfully happy.
4) For far too many persons, a lack of balance between time spent with iPads, iPods, and iThingies and time spent reading well-written books and learning to express one's thoughts with some creativity.
5) Drivers who zigzag between lanes at high speeds. I would love to own one of those small army tanks so I could fearlessly take them on.
6) Junk mail that you're forced to take time out to shred because of widespread identity theft. Don't you wish you could simply scoop up all the junk mail and dump it in the trash can?
7) Trying to settle a complicated billing issue while you are connected to a rep in India or the Philippines with a heavy accent.
8) Sandwich shops where the sandwich maker, sans gloves, doubles as the money-handling cashier.
9) A general lack of basic manners as evidenced by things such as: unflushed toilets in ladies' rooms, trash left on the beach, sweaty handshakes, people at parties who double-dip into the crab fondue you were dying to taste...By the way, if you're at a cocktail party and a stranger's spit lands on your cheek, do you wipe it off or let it sink in?
10)The power of stuff to sneakily wrest control of my life and somehow fuse with my identity. What am I supposed to do with the linen tablecloths crocheted by my grandmother? What about the china, silver, and crystal glassware my mom passed down because she couldn't say goodbye to them? The oil paintings my dad gave me that were extentions of his personality? Books galore on de-cluttering and not one of them answers these questions!