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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Who's feeling a little bitchy today?

OK, I am. I don't want to make enemies through this post, so please don't read if you don't feel like it!


I have many, many flaws. I’m one flawed person and sometimes I wonder how people can put up with me. So this is in no way a post about how I’m so much better than so or so. I also tend to accept and even embrace the flaws of my loved ones and friends. But there are flaws that just PUSH MY BUTTONS! Namely:

The I’m-too-good-to-wait-in-traffic driver

Who thinks it’s absolutely OK to cut in line and bypass the cars whose drivers, believe it or not, have lives are would rather be somewhere else too but nonetheless comply with basic society/courtesy rules.

I’ve also noticed that very, very few humble and beat-up cars do that. They ALWAYS seem to be BMWs, Porsches, Mercedes, Saabs, Lexuses, etc. Apparently high-end cars come with a certificate of self-entitlement and a traffic pass.

The finicky eater

The one whose food repertoire includes about 15 items. Who’s absolutely adamant about not trying anything new or different. Who specifies what shouldn’t be served before going somewhere to dinner, leaving the hostess with a whopping choice of making either pasta with no sauce or chicken breasts with no sauce. Who literally takes away all the pleasure of eating for everyone else. Being picky is normal (yet disagreeable) for a two-year-old; for anyone past the age of ten it’s simply childish and one of my worst pet peeves ever.

I'm an admitted foodie, so maybe I’m more annoyed by it than most people, I don’t know. There are some foods I don’t especially like, and some I just loathe (durian, giblets, blood sausage). I can see how people can be turned off by fish because of the smell (although fish and seafood are among my favorite foods, and so friggin’ divine when fresh), so fine, don’t order it in restaurants, but don’t throw a fit and pretend that you’re going to vomit if you see some. If you don’t like something, I think you simply shouldn’t make a fuss about it, and especially shouldn’t make everyone pay for it by adjusting to you.

I don’t think Brussels sprouts are anyone’s favorite food, but once in a while when they turn up on your plate, shut up and eat them.

The misinterpreting-the-customer-comes-first-motto person

Who constantly returns plates in restaurants because things are not "just right". Who has a tendency to consider that people you pay or give business to are your servants. Who calls up every hotline to complain about the smallest thing. Who always argues with companies or service providers because they feel they have been “ripped of”. Who fights a $1 discount to death. Pick your battles, people. Life is really unpleasant when you’re constantly on a waging wars mode.

The lunatically late comer

There’s acceptable late, and there’s disrespectful, is-this-a-joke, should-we-report-them-missing late.

The you-oughta-be-reachable-at-all-times-or-else person

Sometimes, it’s simply not possible to pick up the phone. Sometimes, it will happen that calls or emails won’t be returned for a few hours. And frantically calling every two minutes will not make anyone want to return them faster.

The I-just-don’t-bother-getting-up person

Who arrives at work right before everyone goes to lunch, disheveled and puffy-faced. Who sleeps until 4 PM on weekends well after their teenage years. Who basically sleepwalks their way through life before noon. I’m a morning person, which means you could totally mock me for not being like myself late at night. I get that. But getting up in the morning is part of life. It’s what everybody else does. It’s probably harder for some night owls, but unfortunately our society has decided that things would function during daytime. This probably means that for your own good, you’d better not play video games until 3:45 AM on weeknights.

Wow. I didn’t even know I had so much grudge in me. Thanks for letting me vent.

4 comment(s):

CaitStClair said...

I'm with you on every single one of those! Fortunately, I don't encounter them frequently. Hope your day gets better!

Oh, and I'll go on the record as saying I LOVE brussel sprouts! (As does my dog, but he's just weird like that.)

Marie-Ève said...

I kinda like them, too. It's crazy how each vegetable I disliked as a kid actually turns out to be good when not overcooked and prepared the right way!

And I'm really impressed about your dog. I once had a cat that loved canned tuna. Tuna, nothing surprising about that, right? Except he adored "extra-spicy-Thai-chili-satay" canned tuna.

Cate Subrosa said...

Oh wow, I could have written this one myself! I'm with you on every count, but I still have to comment in more detail!

Finicky eaters - Ugh, I hate this so much! GROW UP! Tasting something you dislike will not kill you! *and breathe...*

On being reachable - One word (sort of): MIL. Let go, lady, he has a life!

Thanks, I enjoyed your little rant, and joining in myself too.

Now RUN - don't walk - to my blog, you have to see something!

Krista said...

Hehe - you're right. The cars, especially - always BMWs and Mercedes.

The picky food - yep, it's annoying. But I have to admit that I feel bad for being slightly picky. I don't eat meat. But, if you serve me meat, I'll just eat around it - I don't care if my pasta touched the chicken.

(Oh, and I like brussels sprouts. Yum!)