Here’s What I Hate

  • That my grocery store, for some inane reason, does not put the flour right next to the sugar. And I forget that every time. So, I wonder around the aisle looking for the flour, which is on the bottom shelf of course, so I never see it, as I walk around the “Baking Needs” aisle for a good 10 minutes searching high and low. White corn meal? No. Powdered Egg Whites. No. Rainbow sprinkles. No. Rice Flour. No. (which is at eye level, I might add) Finally. All Purpose Flour.
  • That I do not work in a TIP supported industry. Sometimes I would just like someone to toss me a few bucks to prove that I am doing my job well. Literally, $2 would do it.
  • Linux, or rather, being Linuxed against my will.
  • Parking lots that are not connected. Why can’t I pull into the Pier One parking lot and skibble over to park in front of TJMaxx? The stores are literally right next to each other. What would an extra 4 feet of asphalt cost you cheapskates? Why do you want to keep me from going to TJMaxx? Why do you make me park and walk through the bushes to get there?
  • Pictures of my kids in which one is doing the perfect pose and knowing exactly what I wished the other ones were doing, but aren’t, thereby ruining the picture.
  • Blister clamshell packaging. Merry Christmas to me, I cut myself twice opening their presents.
  • Teenage boys in those super-tight pencil-leg black jeans and enormous partially-untied shoes. I try not to look, but its like a medical oddity. The lower half of your body looks like 2 chopsticks stuck in a pair of baked potatoes.
  • “Sales” at Walmart. Regulary $5.86, marked down to $5.74!” That’s twelve cents. Don’t bother hanging up the stupid smiley face sign. You insult my intelligence. You think just because you put a “Sale” sign over it, I am going to buy it?
  • That when BAGD sees something odd around the house, like an easter basket in the bathroom, he thinks to himself “Well, she’s a nut, so I guess she put it here on purpose” and leaves it carefully centered in the middle of the counter, beautifully displayed.


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