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Things That Annoy Me

You know you can tell you have too much time on your hands when you start thinking of things that bother you. Yeah, I've got nothing but time. And indigestion, but that's another story.

I thought I'd introduce this as an once-in-a-while feature here. I kinda got the idea from Janna@Jannaverse - you know, the funniest lady on the interwebs. Yeah, funny in a guffaw way. How guffaw? I dunno. Minnesota or Minneapolis or one of those M places. Pretty guffaw. Anyway, she's always making lists. Funny lists. She likes music too. But she doesn't make musical lists. If she did, those would be funny Liszts.

So here we go. My first crack at things that annoy me.

1. Peas
(c'mon, you had to have seen that coming. Like you don't know me by now? They've gotta be right up there with turnips and stewed prunes, strong candidates for future lists of things that annoy me.)

2. People who refuse to yield on the sidewalk or grocery aisle.
I mean really folks, where'd you learn to walk? In a distillery? Common courtesy dictates you walk on the right. Just like driving. Get outta my way. Old man walking, here.

3. Projectile vomit.
Enough said.

4. Diarrhea.

5. The fact that I have to check the spelling of diarrhea before writing it.


Paula Wooters said…
So, that explains why there were no peas in sight when I came for dinner. Glad it prevented pet pea-ves number 3-5.
Barb said…
*lmao TOO FUNNY!
nonamedufus said…
You will never see peas on my plate. It goes back to an unfortunate childhood incident. Enough said.
nonamedufus said…
Well, thanks, Barb.
Cheryl said…
I am right there with you on #5. Drives me insane & I type it almost as often as I type cirrhosis.
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, diarrhea drives me nuts. Trying to spell it, I mean.
Cheryl said…
mike said…
The same people who refuse to yield on sidewalks are the same people who stand left on escalators. Or worse, in the center.

Whenever I type diarrhea, I always just randomly hit the letters that I know are in the word. Then spell check takes over.
Nicky said…
Well, and not that I'm feeling guilty or anything, but I'm happy to see that "blog friends who abandon me for weeks on end" wasn't on that list. And I hope you're feeling better now. :-)
nonamedufus said…
Yeah and those people movers at airports. I hate the people that step on them and stand still. They're people movers not people stand stillers. Come one, eh.
nonamedufus said…
Hey, this is just the first list. If you're lucky you'll be included in a future one.

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