Saluting with misty eyes
Second, people who treat those that serve them as second hand citizens. Ever try to carry 5 full breakfast plates, a pot of coffee, in one hand?
I have done this very thing... and it still amazes me how often I was able to get away with my foolishness,and how very little it came back to bite me in the keester.
And speaking of phones--CELL PHONES, blackberries and other such gadgets that do everything but wash your underwear.
Do any of them actually make PHONE CALLS any longer? My son joined the Army, and with his enlistment bonus got a phone that can stream videos, text, play the radio, store mp3's, take pictures, take videos, and even tell you the name of a song (as well as the year that it came out, the artist, and the album it was on)... as of yet, I have never seen him actually dial the stinkin' thing.
As for my peeves...
The first one is STUPIDITY!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am not talking about someone who is afflicted with ignorance of the facts, or has not had the priveledge of the educational process about a certain thing/subject/event. I am not even talking about the occasional "here's your sign" moment. I am talking about the customer who walks through the door of the Oreck store I am service manager of whit ALL of the lights out, no one in the front, and the sign on the door announcing the time the store opens (20 minutes hence), and then asks if we are closed; I am talking about the person who gets in their car, turns the ignition, stops at a green light in order to turn left (crossing 2 lanes of traffic) and waits until the turn light is red, and traffic is flowing towards them before turning left across oncoming traffic; I am talking about the moronicus who puts the gas pump on automatic, gets back in his car, and finishes his cigarette that he lit as he pulled into the station.
It is those people who make me madder than an Acorn volunteer being taken to the Bill O'Reilly/Glenn Beck tour for their birthday.
Another? People with no children, and no education, calling me to task for chasitizing my 15 y/o step-son for not being in his appointed place at his appointed time when he has been told (usually repeatedly- he is a teenager, after all) that we have a tight schedule, and he needs to adhere to it or the entire day is shot, and not everything gets done. Sorry, Sweetheart, if you do not have my llife, do not have my children (or ANY children), and you are not behind schedule with the possibility of missing the 6 y/o's bus (which- of course- makes you late for the doctor's because you have to run oafter the bus because they won't let her off without a parent being there, and which makes you late getting dinner on the table, and makes you late for rehjearsal) because of his penchant for being inconsiderate... then SHUT YOUR PIE HOLE!!!!!
Nothing too serious!
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting, "WHAT A RIDE