People who stare.
You'll be driving down the road and someone pulls out in front of you and drives slow, then they make the next right turn.
OK, I'm in line at the grocery store and almost every check out is full. Suddenly a new line opens up and the cashier yells 'I can take someone over here'. It's always the people behind me that move over to the new line. The clerk should have instructed the person who was next in a line, not the last ones.They're supposed to say 'next?!' not 'last?!'
People who have pets but don't want you to interact with the pet. (This is MY dog).
When I have a problem in a store such as a wrong price on an item. I'm dukin' it out with the clerk when, finally, I see that I'm getting no where with them and ask for the manager and they say 'I AM the manager'.
The people who, when walking away from thier parked car activate or deactivate thier car alarm 'Beep Beep'. I wish I was them.
The same people with the delayed car lights. They set them so that the lights stay on long enough for someone to say 'Sir, you left your lights on' and he can say 'No, I didn't, it's a delay'.
I hate it when the strap on my pocketbook gets caught around the gearshift, the seatbelt, the passengers seatbelt, the seat lever and anything else it can wrap around in my car.
And what about clothes hangers? How they all get hung on each other as do wires tangle themselves in knots when you're not looking. I'm not even going into Xmas lights. I'm still finding tinsel in my house from 10 years ago & I don't even use tinsel.
Fast food drive throughs...need I say more? Yes I must. I hate the way they make me wait. I'm sitting at the window. They start making fries cause they didn't know there would be people stopping by that might want some. When they finally get my food, they rush to hand it to me. Doesn't matter that there are no cars behind me. I have to hurry and get the drinks. They're shoving them in my face. Now this is while I'm still trying to do something with the change they threw at me, which, by the way, is a conspiracy to 'accidently' drop my change beside the car so they can rack up at the end of the evening. I finally just throw my change in any hole I can find. Then they hardly ever say 'Thank you, Have a nice day'. When they don't say it, I always say it for them. At least I get some enjoyment out of the experience.
Oh, picture this....you walk in the fast food place and you stand way back so you can look at the menu and hopefully let them know you are trying to decide what to get. They actually ask you 'Will this be for here or to go?' If you were ready to order you would be standing at the counter looking at the cashier. They do it to piss you off. If I could see the board from the other side of the room, I'd do that but I quarantee you that they will still be trying to take my order.
You go to plug something in and the plug is never turned the right way, so you get smart and say (before you plug it in the first time) 'I'll just go ahead and turn the plug around and then it will fit' but no, it still doesn't fit.
It's morning, you're getting out of the shower and dry off. Then you go to put on your underwear. You get one leg through fine. Then you go for the other leg and your toes get caught on the top of the underwear and suddenly your hopping all over the place til you can get your toes unstuck.
When the doctor (and I have quite a few peeves for them), says it won't hurt. It will just be a little uncomfotable. Give me pain anyday over discomfort.
Or, I'm going to be put to sleep for surgery or a procedure but I won't remember a thing. What is it that I'm not going to remember? Were they putting a tube down my throat while I was still awake and I was fighting with the doctors and nurses? Could be, I don't know. I won't remember a thing.
One day at a time, my ass!
One thing you never want to be is an inspiration.
Back to the ol' doc.....How do you like his exit? He says 'Any questions?' and if you can't think of one within a couple of seconds, he's gone and he won't be back. He may say something like 'I'll get you some samples' but he doesn't come back. The nurse does and with a bill for $500.00 and a paper for you to sign.
He thinks you work for him. Always remember that he is working for you. You are paying him (or maybe you're not), doesn't matter, for a service.. HE IS NOT GOD (even if there was one).
If we didn't need pain pills and Xanax, we wouldn't even need him. We have computers now and they hate it Actually, I think you can see a doctor on-line now