Pet Peeve

Pet Peeve = something that you find particularly annoying. No doubt you have your own list of pet peeves, to which you are always adding. For me, I get particularly triggered by other drivers, as I was reminded of this morning on the way to the ferry. It appeared that someone was just sitting at a green light with their head stuck in a lowered position (no doubt texting or reading messages). Drivers who have never heard of the right turn on red law bug me, too. And those who think “yield” means “stop” while entering the freeway … well, don’t get me started! How about people who allow waaay too much space between them and the car in front while in traffic, or driving waaay too slow in the left lane? Argh! And how is it that someone wouldn’t notice that their blinker has been left on?

Besides driving, there are a few other little things that make me want to go postal, like being asked for my account number immediately after having entered it when prompted by an automated phone response system; people who ride their bikes on city sidewalks instead of the street (bikes are “vehicles” under California state law); people in business attire who think it’s cool to wear flip flops (my mind can’t handle the residual bacteria/dog poop germs that must accumulate on their feet), and on it goes.

But most of all, I can’t stand people who rant too long about their pet peeves. Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea culpa!