pet peeve: the bright white morning light that shines in the house during wintertime and makes my eyes hurt when i wake up
I hate people who commute on the train everyday and seem to never ever establish eye contact with fellow commuters. That, and anything obnoxious. Heavy breathing, fat people, people who can't stop talking, whatever. Lastly, I don't like to eat with others.
Manet. A prostitute receiving flowers from a customer. Delivered by black servant. It symbolizes a lot of things for me.
i LOVE eating with others, but only others with which i am comfortable. to me eating is a very intimate and personal thing. i actually hate eating in public. if i am eating in front of a coworker or a friend i've known less than a year or two or with whom i am just not very close, i tend to compulsively disrupt the view of my mouth with my hand. i usually eat with my mouth closed, but i will still obstruct view of that part of my face if someone i am not very close with is near me. worst of all is when i'm at work and do not have a place of privacy in which to eat. worse yet is when my coworkers approach me and speak to me while i am eating, and i am obligated out of courtesy to respond. then i have to not only eat in front of them, but to speak to them, with a full mouth, while blocking view of my mouth with my hand..... it is only because i am so uptight and gaurded about eating in front of others that eating with others is so intimate to me. only with the most trusted and loved individuals do i unabashedly make a pig of myself in plain sight. i'm a messy eater if its good food. if i have food on my face, its because i like you
and praxis, thats actually one of my all time favorite pictures. i can't remember where i first saw it, but i want to say it was a museum. want to. however i doubt it was. more likely i saw a reproduction somewhere. regardless, i think its wonderful in nearly every regard.
It is my favorite painting as well. It describes the male condition too, despite the fact no males appear in it.
i wouldnt say it's my favorite; it is among my favorites. i could list many others i find more worthy. however i do feel that the picture is magnificent in any number of ways which i will not go on about
it really vexes me when people go way off topic. :whistling edit: oh, and customers who think they know how to do my job better than I do, stupid customers, annoying ones, rude ones, demanding ones, unreasonable ones.. et cetera.
I hate it when there's a problem and the customer gets angry at me, like I'm not trying to help, or have no intention of solving the problem. Or like the problem is my fault. Sometimes they ask for a manager, aka someone 'older and wiser' since apparently my youth = stupidity. For the record, I often have to teach a manager how to do something. I also hate it when they talk on the phone, so fucking rude. And sometimes they run their card and won't listen to me when I ask what the type is (debit or credit?) so I can key it in properly. Then they tell me it's waiting on me, or saying please wait, when it's waiting on THEM to answer me. Sometimes I'm bagging the last bag of groceries and they get impatient. Like geez, can't I get you're damn milk in the bag and THEN tender your order? They must think I don't know it's waiting on me. I've only been doing this for two years. Lol. I also hate it when I'm EXPECTED to stay over two or three hours, which is often. Today and yesterday our closer called in, which would've left a manager to run the register and pull his own pan, which none of them can really do. So both nights I was expected to stay, even though I worked that damn midnight shift for two months straight. Got six hours of overtime for it though, guess I should count my blessings. Sure woulda been nice if they'd at least said thank you. . .
pet peeves: teen movies standing on escalators (you're supposed to KEEP WALKING YOU LAZY DIP SHITS) people saying things are awkward relating people to movie characters/relating actors to the roles they played pronouncing pwn as "pone" instead of the correct pronunciation, "own" pisses me the hell off...I just keep it all inside though
those moving floors in the airports....kinda like an escalator, but its flat to help you move faster through the airport. yea, its sad when i'm walking faster than people standing on that when i'm personally not even walking near as fast as i could be. fucking lazy ass people.
It peeves me when clients request fonts on ads that don't even fucking exist. If you are so damn picky, design the ad yourself! (at work right now) *sigh*
Oh I thought of one more! People who call Native Americans, "Indians". That was based on an ignornant mistake...time to move on!
uh, well, let that go, because the "indians" i've known don't really care much. some do, but i'm not going to put myself out much for them.
A pet peeve is a pet peeve. It's a random lil thing that bothers you. I'm not gonna let it go. It's not like a lash out. Just on the inside.
When people don't laugh and who are serious all the time or get upset easily seems to be a little pet peeve of mine, not a big one but just a little one... And then people who chomp their gum as if it is the only thing keeping them alive...
hey man, those things are awesome when you've got a couple little girls and loads of stuff to haul. you need a rest.