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April 17, 2007
Ten Things I Hate
Or rather, ten things I either hate or that make me squirm
There I was in the kitchen earlier planning what to cook for dinner (the chicken thing--don't ask) and as I used a sharp knife to pierce the pack containing the chicken breasts, then used a fork to place the chicken breasts on a ceramic chopping board ready to dice the chicken (because I don't trust wooden chopping boards with meat products), I realized that I go to great pains to avoid actually having to touch the chicken.
Which made me wonder about other stuff...
So, here we go...
1. Touching or handling any kind of raw meat products. I hate touching raw meat. I don't know why because I have no problem touching it when it's cooked. Possibly because it feels slimy and cold? Or because it was indoctrinated in me at a young age that raw meat could possibly equal food poisoning?
2. Eating raw mushrooms. I love the flavor of mushrooms, I just don't like the chewy texture of them raw (rather how I feel about tofu, too).
3. Haphazardly hung laundry. I don't have a clothes drier so I hang the clean, wet laundry on a stand in the shower room. I smooth it for wrinkles first, I hang it it a certain way. I really hate it when the laundry isn't hung, you know, right.
4. Ironing. I hate ironing with a passion and avoid it at every opportunity (Oh Patient One and Teenager #1 will attest to this--they know that if they want something ironed, they are the ones who will be doing the actual ironing). Which is probably why I go to such lengths to smooth my wet laundry in the first place.
5. People infringing on my personal space. You know, you're standing in line and the person behind you gets closer and closer. I'm not paranoid about this, but I'd rather not feel their breath in my hair or on my neck - am I alone in thinking that is too close for strangers? This is where I usually instigate the pointy elbow reflex. Place hand on hip, have elbow sticking out backward. Jiggle about a bit. It works, mostly...
6. Driving too close. It's kind of irritating when I maintain a good distance from the car ahead and other drivers feel that they can pull in front of me with a few inches to spare, simply because I've left plenty of room. I don't like it when the car behind me is close enough for me to invite the driver in for a cup of tea, either. Especially when the ambient speed is 70 miles per hour (which it is mostly on the main routes over here). What can I say? I'm a safety kind of gal.
7. Garden gnomes. I mean, why? Why?
8. People talking with their mouths full of food. Can we say ick here?
9. People clearing their throats and nasal passages, then spitting on the sidewalk. Can we also say ick here?
10. Last but not least, dog poo. I love the Dutch, I really do. They're so laid back and in favor of equal human rights, and so welcoming and open. They really are! I love them! But I don't understand their mentality when it comes to dog poo and the noncleaning up thereof. It's on the sidewalks, it's on the streets, it's in the grass (any grass, any time, anywhere), it's a health hazard! But the Dutch have this attitude: I pay my town taxes, I pay my (quite expensive) dog license fee, it's up to the town to clean up after my dog...I can kind of see why they do this, but still...don't.
So come on chicklets - what pisses you off or makes you cringe? Curious literarychicks want to know :-)
Posted by Michelle at 12:06 PM | Comments (11)
Comments
I detest Numbers One and Nine especially! Ewwww! And as far as Number Four goes . . . well, Thing One informed his Home Ec teacher that the only thing we used the iron for in our house was to make grilled cheese sandwiches. Thank goodness she thought he was joking!
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at April 17, 2007 4:10 PM
Particularly with you on the spitting and the dog poo. Add to that - litter. I don't understand the whole I don't have to clean up after myself thing in public. (At home I am a clutterbug, but there you go.)
Posted by: RandomRanter at April 17, 2007 5:40 PM
With you on the spitting. Along the same lines as that and the dog poop, is the attitude of smokers who believe the world is their ashtray.
I don't like to get my hands dirty, so I'm not big on gardening or ceramics or anything to do with house renovation.
Posted by: hollygee at April 17, 2007 9:02 PM
People who pee ALL OVER the seat in a public restroom. C'mon, if I can squat and aim why can't they?
Stopping to fill my car's gas tank. It's right up there with going to the store solely for toilet paper. Ya gotta have it, but you don't want to carve out a block of time just to get it.
People who let their children scream in restaurants and say, "Just ignore her. She's trying to get attention" Excuse me! I've just paid good money to have a relaxing meal. It's just RUDE!
People who think showing off butt cleavage is sexy. Ew!
Posted by: Janina at April 17, 2007 9:25 PM
With regards to the raw meat products, I cannot stand touching raw chicken. I'm not a fan of touching any raw meat, but something about raw chicken makes me say eww!
I also dislike:
1. the guy who was standing so close to me at a work event the other day, I thought he was going to start making out with the back of my head. And if I moved, he moved. I could feel his breath on my neck. Ick! I think I'd rather have raw chicken on the back of my neck.
2. People who, when the clerk in a store says, "Can I help the NEXT PERSON in line?" run over even though they are DEFINITELY NOT THE NEXT PERSON IN LINE.
3. Children in the museums yesterday who were pushy-shovey, and acting hideous. My four year old, who I'll admit is OFTEN badly behaved, was no where near as bad as these kids (mine just kept asking WHY). Actually, maybe I don't dislike this, because I could totally look upon them with disdain and feel like I am CLEARLY (hahaha) in possession of the superior parenting skills. One kid's parents didn't even ATTEMPT to contain her until she dislodged a railing. *sigh*
4. Thinking I have packed everything we could need for a 3-day trip. And then having my son come down with a massive allergic reaction to the hotel swimming pool. Driving around in the middle of the night, in a massive n'or easter, looking for the 24 hour CVS? Not so fun, in my book.
...there's more, but I'll save them for another time. ;)
Posted by: laurenjharwood at April 18, 2007 7:52 AM
I have another one, gals...missing flights.
Say your vacation flight is due to depart at 00.05 on 10th May. You travel to the airport on the evening of 10th May and discover that your flight left hours ago. Because you didn't realize that 00.05 on 10th May was only five minutes after it stopped being 9th May.
No, this time it didn't happen to me. But it did happen to two people I know. Fortunately the travel reps saw the funny side and got them on another flight so that they didn't miss out on their vacation :-)
Posted by: Michelle C at April 18, 2007 9:19 AM
omg I hate those things TOO!! I can't think of anything else I hate...besides men of course.
Posted by: Jenny at April 20, 2007 9:12 AM
Things that make me go ewww....
1. Discovering that the delicious meal I have just finished eating, lovingly prepared by Devoted Mother, actually contained horse meat. You made me eat My Little Pony!!!
2. Icky Younger Sibling (also known as Teenager #2). Honestly, I don't know what possessed my parents to have a second child, couldn't they see that they'd created perfection with me?
3. When Devoted Mother, after discovering a packet of Stroop Waffles (Dutch cookies) have been squashed in the trunk of the car for a few weeks and throws them out, and Benevolent Father (i.e. Oh Patient One) fishes them out of the trash recepticle, declaring that they are still perfectly edible... eww!
4. Entering Significant Other's bathroom... 5 college guys sharing one bathroom, need I say more? YUCK.
Obviously I am totally scarred by these things, and require significant amounts of therapy, mostly due to Devoted Mother and Benevolent Father.
Posted by: No-Longer-Teenager-#1 at April 20, 2007 9:23 AM
Dear No-Longer-Teenager-#1. *Sighs in a motherly way.* You certainly have a perfect memory, that's for sure :-)
Love and hugs!
Posted by: Michelle C at April 20, 2007 10:43 AM
Spitting anywhere--total aggreance. And then those mothers who let their toddlers crawl around on the ground in the transit center and then let them climb the steps of the bus on their hands and knees "isn't that so cute? He/she wants to do it themselves!"! Gaw! Do you know what kind of GERMS live on those steps?! *shudder*
Those same people who also find it adorable to give their young children the fare so they can drop it in ONE BLESSED NICKEL AT A TIME (the fare is $1.00) because the little darling will throw a raging fit if they don't--and then they wonder why we don't make it back to the transfer center on time and want to complain about how slow the bus system is.... *grrrrrr*
Posted by: Sheri at April 22, 2007 11:23 AM
Hi
You are The Best!!!
G'night
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