i have this interesting habit of watching workout videos once before i do the actual workout. Sometimes i do this eating. Right now, i’m watching fit-tv to see, i guess how hard it is…cause what i used to do is go into a workout blindly and then i end up saying ‘holy fucking shit, this workout is long.’ obviously, i hate when something conquers me in such way, so i end up doing the goddamned workout for weeks until i think “i thought THIS was hard? what was i thinking?” anyway, after i finish this entry, i’ll start working out.
i feel like i don’t have many pet peeves but the few i do, drive me CRAZY beyond belief and i don’t even bother arguing or making a big fuss, i just let things go. i think a lot of people need to learn to just let things go, the less you let things bother you, the happier i think you will be.
well, that’s how i feel about my life anyway. i used to be a pretty intense person. i guess, i still am but just in the dark crevices of my tell-tale heart [ok, i tried to fit a lame edgar allan poe reference but i couldn’t remember what i was trying to refer to. i think it was a monkey]
Just so pretty people know not to piss me off in the future, here are my top 5 pet peeves..from least annoying to most annoying.
My top five pet peeves:
- Not changing the toilet paper roll. How fucking hard is that to do? Especially if a fresh roll is ON TOP OF THE SINK. I’ve lived in many many apartments with many many roommates, and i cannot fathom how people can be THAT lazy.
- Changing plans cause you didn’t have the balls to say you didn’t like the original plan So say you want to watch a movie with me and i pick so and so movie…but you hate the director or comedies or whatever..SAY SOMETHING. As most people know, i’m pretty fucking easy going, I’m not picky [except for food] and i also respect people with opinions and the gall to say something. As a lot of people find, I find myself attracted to boys [well, i guess people in general] who will put up a fight with me or have strong beliefs in something. I’m not talking a screaming debate, I’m talking about people who are not pushovers.
- Calling me obsessively 18 times a day to tell me that ‘you’re bored’ Read a fucking book. Watch a dvd. Go smoke some pot. Leave me alone. This is one of the reasons I don’t have a boyfriend. I can’t stand clingyness.
- People who sit around and whine and think ‘woe is me’ but are so egocentric they don’t care if you have a bad day I still fight with particular friends about this one. I’m one to drop my plans if you are going through a rough time or I’ll listen to you patiently till 3am if you got something eating away at you. But kills me, is because I’m expected to be the all-knowing sounding board, I automatically don’t have things i want to whine about as well…so say, i’m depressed or upset about something…yeah, they’re nowhere to be around. I ESPECIALLY hate people who sit and whine about something that they’ll do NOTHING about or focus their energies to something seemingly positive. Yeah, you’re just doing this for attention. Leave me out of it. Actually, I can’t stand people who desperately want attention…i’ll just ignore you.
- If you don’t know this by now [and all my close friends should know this by now] but my number one annoying pet peeve of all time is making plans with me and flaking on me last minute . This reason comes three-fold:
a) When I lived in California, what used to drive me crazy was punctunality. I got up early, I got dressed at this time, I was considerate enough to show up…and you have me fucking waiting because YOU weren’t fucking considerate enough to show me the same courtesy? Fuck you. But here’s the thing that made me let of that….people always showed up. being 10-20 minutes late is part of the culture and i just had to learn to accept it. So pretty much, i started being 10-20 minutes late…and everyone would show up on time.
Going on the punctuality thing, I moved to New York. Here’s what “spoiled” me. In New York, especially if you lived in Manhattan, you are at the mercy of the subway and your own two feet. So say I had to meet somebody at 3pm at a coffee shop in 14th ave and I lived in brooklyn. I would have to prepare about 2 hours before, get to the train station 45 minutes before [to compensate for waiting time…cause you don’t know when it’ll come] compensate for which train you were going on and if you had to transfer etc etc. This is especially crucial if you have to run errands and you need to hit particular stores before they close and know how much crap you have to carry back. You gotta go to the stores with the least amount of baggage and work your way up…and work your way to a fast getaway train.
that being said, EVERYONE in New York was on time at the place…because time is short and rescheduling is a fucking BITCH. But it’s etiquette, it’s expected, and apparently, too high of a standard for people to keep.
If you had to bail in New York, you would be contacting the person several hours beforehand and even so, you feel guilty because that means the day the person just planned has to be replanned.
So I guess reason a is my background of people making plans. I never had this peeve until i moved back to california.
b. backing out last minute, not only means you have no respect for the person who prepped but shows how much you care for only yourself. There have been times i have been sick, haven’t slept, stressed out…but i respect my friends enough to show the fuck up or call an hour ahead if i am already running behind.
I once had a friend who I invited to go out with and he said “uhh…I don’t know.” and I said “i would rather hear an I don’t know than an affirmative if you’re not showing up…however, haven’t everything that you have ever invited me to…haven’t i ALWAYS SHOWED UP?” and in the end, he said “oh yeah, you’re fucking right. that’s it, i’m going” and he had a good time.
Think to the last time I said “Yeah, I’m not going to go.” last minute. Can’t remember? yeah, cause it fucking annoys me.
OR if i have done that to you, it means you are flaky and since it’s ok for you to do me, why the hell not should i not do it to you? you obviously can’t remember we made plans or that i am of any importance, so you are an afterthought to me as well.
c. Lastly, this pet peeve bothers me SO much that if you do this to me more often than not, yeah, don’t expect me to be jumping to have plans with you or actually, don’t expect me to make plans with you EVER. That’s different than just calling up and i’m not doing anything and you’re not doing anything and so let’s do something…this is me actually putting any effort in our friendship. You might as well kiss our friendship goodbye.
Yeah, it seems kind of harsh to put a friendship in such a black and white situation but i usually give get out of free jail cards. ALSO, if you are a close friend to me, you KNOW this is my pet peeve, so WHY DO IT?! My best friend knows better and says “I’m not committing now but i will commit on…so and so a day” that’s fine…then I can make contingency plans or something. My best friend in California always tells me 24 hours ahead of time.
Not many things bother me, so if you know what is the ONE thing that bothers me [the other 4 i can put up with, i just don’t like putting up with it] WHY DO IT?!
Flaking out on plans is not just cancelling something it shows me how you feel about me, our friendship and if you have any respect.
Wow, I didn’t expect this entry to be that long. This is what happens when you have convos with roommates about pet peeves [my roommate has 100 little pet peeves, i have 5 major ones]
fucking fin.
Minimal Effort 