I know these aren’t horrible things; I have a sense of perspective and know the difference between a pet peeve-level annoyance and, oh, say… war crimes. But my back was killing me today, so in my cranked out state, the little stuff kept getting under my skin.
The admittedly small things that drove me crazy today:
- I kept going into eyeglass stores that displayed frames on the wall behind the counter. If I could see them way the hell back there, I wouldn’t need glasses. Also, sales person? I hate trying to get your attention for every pair I want to try on. You’re not selling beers at a ballgame; there’s no reason you can’t let me have three pairs at once.
- “Creative” spelling, especially if it makes it harder to remember a name, drives me nuts. Today I drove past a store called Klassy Kreations. In comedy, K’s are supposed to be funny, but a string of them just make me nervous. If the owner of Klassy Kreations turns out to be Karen, I’m going to be picturing cross burnings and white hoods instead of red velvet cupcakes, or whatever she’s selling.
- Cashiers who don’t “get” subtraction. If my bill is $12.77 and I give you 23 bucks and two pennies, just trust me, OK? Don’t look at me like I’m nuts, don’t tell me in a pissed off voice how much I owe, just punch in the numbers and see what change I get. A ten dollar bill and a quarter. Isn’t that easier than giving me seven singles and a handful of coins? Less work, less time, a faster moving line. Everybody’s happy. Behold: subtraction is *magic.*
OK, everybody: consider yourself forewarned. I’m cranky when I’m in pain, and when I run the world, theres gonna be some changes made.
You know, my back feels a little better now.
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I bet Karen can’t subtract!
Probably not, but I bet she makes more money than I. I’m just in a grouchy mood, but this stuff does bug me. And I didn’t even mention typos, which I see everywhere. I didn’t want to sound like a complete pill.
I hope you have a great Memorial Day Weekend! Stopping by from SITS Saturday Sharefest.
Thanks. You too.
Cracking up and thank you, because I needed the laugh. Over from SITS Saturday Sharefest. You are definitely going on my list of blogs to read!
Thank you so much! And I will reciprocateas soon as I get back to a computer.
If you kept stealing kup kakes from Karen in Klassy Kreations over and over again I think that would make you a kleptomaniac.
I guess that would be korrect. Kup kakes, huh? Man, they’d have to have like two inches of chocolate frosting for me to buy a kupkake.
I don’t wear glasses, but I’m with you on the rest. Didn’t these people spend 12 years in school learning how to spell? They don’t look creative to me, just stupid.
And, oh, the subtract thing. How many times have I gotten those looks? I’ve even taken the extra coins back before because the cashier was so confused and kind of freaking out. Heaven forbid I buy something somewhere the calculator is broken!
I hope your back is feeling tons better! Stopping by from SITS. And I love the cracked paint background.
It really is comforting to know someone else agrees with me. Thanks for the moral support.
Still cracking up about the “k” experience. My son goes to a Jewish High School and in his freshmen year they made a tshirt with an m&m on it with a K because the name of the school begins with K, then they lined three of them up. OOPS!!!! No one wore that shirt…
Thanks for popping by my blog – hope you try the jam – it might cheer you up! It’s so bright and cheery looking and tasting.
Those things also bug me…plus a lot more! xo
I would love to spend a day in your mind.
Any time! But when you’re in there, you think you can spiff things up a bit? Organize the closets, so to speak?