Day 3 – What are your top 5 pet peeves?
The topic of day 3 of the 30 day blog challenge is to answer the question: what are your top 5 pet peeves? When I first read this, I thought … this will be easy for me to answer. I didn’t give much thought to it. Now that I am sitting here and writing the post … I have to admit that I was wrong. What are my top 5 pet peeves? I try my best to just roll with things, so I try not to hold on to pet peeves. Especially as a self-proclaimed “control freak” who is trying to mend her ways. Trying to let go of pet peeves is big for me.
To write this post, I really did have to sit back and think about it for a minute. Some of them do seem silly, but they are pet peeves to me. These are things that make me annoyed or mad, depending on how badly they are done.
As you read about my pet peeves, I want you the reader to think about what your pet peeves might be. Think about it and comment below if you agree with any of mine or have some that you want to talk about as well.
My pet peeves …
Pet Peeve #1 … Wrong coffee order
This pet peeve might seem silly, but it is a big one for me. Now obviously when I’m at home, there is no getting my coffee order wrong. I make it myself. But when I stop at Starbucks, I expect to get what I pay for. My regular coffee drink is a venti iced Cinnamon Dolce latte, with skim milk and no whipped cream. It’s a fairly easy drink. Espresso, skim milk, ice, and Cinnamon Dolce syrup. It isn’t too hard. But there are certain Starbucks locations that I know not to go to because my coffee order will be wrong.
Now most Starbucks locations now have screens that when you go through the drive-thru, which I do primarily, you are seeing the order put into the system. When you go in, it is usually read back to you. I have seen my order correctly put in, received my drink, driven away and THEN found out that it was wrong. Nothing will start my day off poorly than pay over $5.00 for a coffee and having it be wrong.
Does that seem silly? It might, but I don’t care. It’s my pet peeve.
Pet Peeve #2 … Lazy people
I know that I can be lazy myself. But, I do think there is a time and place for laziness. If you have done your work or have made a plan to do it later, then feel free to take some lazy time. But what really makes me mad is when someone is just outright lazy when there are things that need to be done. When it is obvious that you need help or there are “chores” to do and they just sit around. That’s laziness. And like I said, there is a time and a place for it. But, people who are lazy more often than they are productive is just wrong. It just rubs me the wrong way. I find it so annoying and irritating.
Pet Peeve #3 … Bad drivers
This is another one that might seem like a big old “duh”. I’m from Massachusetts, where drivers are known as “Massholes”. Even though I will joke that I am a “Masshole” through and through, I still have no patience for bad drivers. People who drive too slow. Driving too fast in a rural/suburb area. Those who do not use their directional when turning. People who text and scan through social media while they are driving. Generally, those who are creating a hazard for other drivers. There is just common sense when it comes to driving. Those who don’t possess that common sense should not be on the road. Period. Or they should be road tested OFTEN.
Pet Peeve #4 … Unwanted advice and judgement from RANDOM people.
As a mother of 4-year-old, I have been the subject of plenty of unwanted advice. From pregnancy through the present day, I am getting unwanted advice from a lot of people. I am also used to the judgmental eyes of other people as well.
I’ll start with the judgmental eyes. If my daughter is acting up or says something that someone might not agree with, is it your place to give me a look? Is it your place to judge me? Who do you think you are? I’m her mother, and I am doing the best I can. Why do we have to judge each other on our parenting? Why can’t we all band together? I know that when I see a mother having a hard time, I give her a smile and a nod … hopefully letting her know that I know what she’s going through. I know how she feels. And when I pass another mother … and my kid and her kids are acting up, it’s wonderful when we can smile at each other in solidarity. Why can’t everyone be like that?
THE WORST is when I am in a store with my daughter and some RANDOM person feels that they can give me advice. If my daughter is doing something horrid … she’s throwing a fit about something or she is screaming at the top of her lungs … and someone stops me as I am trying to get her to calm down. They stop me to give me their advice. “Oh I see that your daughter is having a temper tantrum, you should really do “this” to make her be quiet.”
When this happens, all I can think is … “Really lady, get the heck out of my face! You don’t know me and you don’t know my kid. Please don’t speak to me unless you want to say the words … You’re doing great mom, keep it up.”
Pet Peeve #5 … Snow
Now this might seem like a silly pet peeve. I live in New England. Being born and raised around the cold, fluffy, white stuff, I had a major love for snow when I was a child. I loved sledding in my neighbor’s yard for hours at a time. There was nothing better than going outside and snowballs fights with my sister and parents. I love playing with my friends on snow days from school.
But now, as an adult, I DETEST snow. I hate the cold, fluffy, white stuff. I will look at it and think once a season, “Oh it looks pretty”. And then I have to go out in it. My hatred of snow then rears its ugly head. I can feel myself tense up and my blood start boiling.
The worst part about this pet peeve … my 4-year-old LOVES winter. So, I have to suck up my feelings towards snow most of the time for Emily’s enjoyment. If she wants to go out and make snow angels, I will put on the layers of clothes and go out with her. If she wants to go sledding, I will pack on the layers AGAIN and go out with her. I can feel the anger and hatred of snow start to boil up when we are covered in snow, and cold and wet, and then have to come inside. The thought of tracking snow into the house and getting little pools of water on the floor makes me insane. But for Emily, I will reign it in.
These are 5 of my biggest pet peeves. As I was writing this post, I could think of more as well. I’m sure I could make a list of at least 10-15 pet peeves. Who knows … if you ask for more, I just might oblige.
