Sometimes I can be a bitch. Seriously.
I get so irritated by people and the things they do.
Sometimes (most of the time) it’s not even their fault. Or there’s no reason for me to be annoyed by it. But I still get so frustrated.
I wish I could be more laid back about some of these things. But here are some things that people do that irk me to the core…
Coming out of a junction.
Pesky humans, why are they doing this to me? When I’m in traffic, usually late for work, and there’s a car trying to get out of a junction. I should be a nice member of society and let them out. But no, I remain bitter, get as close as I can to the car in front of me, avoid eye contact and drive on.
Not letting me out of a junction.
As above, but in reverse. When I’m wanting to come out of a junction LET ME OUT PLEASE. PLEASE.
I sometimes even wind the window down, take off my sunglasses and GLARE at them to make them feel the guilt.
Why can’t I have it both ways?
Holding the door open for me when I’m not quite there yet.
Oh the pressure! Someone is there, with the door open and you feel like you’re forced to walk faster to get through the said do to avoid the kind person waiting longer than they have to.
Asking me ‘how are you?’.
This frustrates me for two reasons:
1: My answer is usually TIRED AND HUNGRY and it makes me feel boring and predictable to say that.
2: I then have to ask them ‘how are you?’ and run the risk of being trapped in a conversation I don’t want to be in.
Humans in the gym changing rooms.
I need to take a #gymselfie in the full length mirror and can’t. Because they’re there. Being all.. human and stuff.
Offering me a sweet.
I want the sweet. I want it so bad. But I say no because I feel awkward.
Then I feel like I’ve missed out.
Okay, I actually like random people. But what I don’t like is people that refer to themselves as being random.
IT’S OHHHH SO CLICHEEEEeeeeegoijsogosjogjsjiojsorfgd.s
People that text with the sound on their keyboard.
CLICK CLICK CLICK. You know you can silence that, right?
When people don’t laugh at my jokes.
Hey, I’m funny. and so misunderstood.
When people think they’re so misunderstood.
It’s like being random. Everyone thinks they’re misunderstood. And random. And don’t fit in. And are like.. super deep.
People tell me what to do.
I think the most common thing I say to my boss is ‘why are you always trying to tell me what to do’.
I just want to do the opposite. He has started taking two painkillers an hour before one-2-ones with me in an attempt to cope.
Even if it’s your job to tell me what to do, I still don’t want to do it. I have regular arguments with my sat-nav.
What ridiculous things annoy you about humankind?