Things that annoy me thursday

I'm going to say something at the risk of offending a group of people.  Sorry in advance for the potential offending.

So, I hate with a fiery passion when someone says, "Thanks muchly."  Ugh.  Because really, why is it necessary to say that?!  Can't you just say a simple, "Thanks!" like normal people?!

I don't know why it annoys me as much as it does, there is just something about "thanks muchly," that makes me lose my temper and contemplate poking my own eyeball out with a chopstick.  First of all, "muchly" is not a word.  And in my experience, people who say that are typically an ass.  They could quite possibly be pompous and condescending even.  Pompous and condescending is definitely not my favorite.

See how I am generalizing a whole group of people right there?  Sorry.  Maybe I am cranky.

Also, oh man, I can't believe I am going here, but I am anti-sticker family on the back of the momi-van.  I am not going to go into too much depth there, because I have a feeling I might get in trouble for that one, but they do annoy me.  Lets just say I may or may not mentally make fun of you if you have a sticker family.  And I may or may not make fun of you ten times harder if your sticker family is wearing Mickey Mouse ears.  Sorry.

And finally, it so annoys me when I find a used band-aid somewhere that is not the garbage.  Like, poolside, or on the floor, or pretty much anywhere that is not a receptacle for waste.  Seriously, please let's all just be considerate of the germophobes like myself who most definitely are not only annoyed, but also repulsed by your disgusting, germy, used band-aid.

Yesterday someone said "thanks muchly," in my presence, which is how this little rant came to be.  OK, I'm over it now.

So uh, HAPPY HALLOWEEN!  Hope you all had good, safe, happy Halloween fun.  

random things that bug me

Every so often I jot down things that bug me, and when I get enough things to merit a post, I share.  So.

It bugs me when people put a line through their sevens and zeros.  Like, are you that concerned that we will not recognize that it is, in fact a seven (or zero)?  Does that line really mean anything anyway?  Somebody mentioned this the other day and I thought to myself that I completely concur.  

Once again, price labels on glass surfaces.  Really?  There is no other possible place to put the label?  Like perhaps the back side or bottom of a thing?  It almost feels like the labelers are purposely mocking me and all of the other shoppers.

It bugs me when you spit your gum out in the parking lot.  On the ground.  Where other people walk.  Come on.  Someone is going to step on it and track it into their car.  And that someone will probably be me.  Not cool.

It bugs me when people say supposubly.  As opposed to supposedly.  Please, please for the love of bacon, supposubly is not a word.  A worse offense is aks instead of ask, or fustrated instead of frustrated.  Why?  Ugh.

It bugs me when I find half drunk (drinken?  drank?  help me.) can of seltzer around.  I am not one to stick my nose up at a half drunk (?) can of seltzer, because I am all about conserving the seltzer, but we all know that it will be flat by the second day so basically it is a totally wrecked can of seltzer.  Lets all say this together: just say no to sandbagging.

It bugs me when I squeeze mustard onto a lovely ham and cheese sandwich and a mustard dribble comes out.  Like a watery dribble of mustard juice.  WTF?  Now my bread is soggy!  How am I even supposed to proceed at this point?

Don't you think that the way segue is spelled is like, not natural?  Who made up that dumb word anyway?  And why would  they spell it in such a way that nobody knows how to pronounce it?  Is it seh-gue?  Seg-way? Seg?  SEEG?  I'm going to go figure it out.

OK, I checked.  It is seg-way according to the dictionary.  I think I always knew that, but it feels so awkward to say, don't you think?  Sort of like bask.

Well there you have it - another edition of things that bug me.  Have any of your own to add?

wtf. cookie dough, sexy shoulders, supermodels and camel toes

A bunch of misc things:

*Remember that time I was all, wtf blogger??  That was back when blogger lost several of my unfinished and unposted posts out there somewhere and I was semi-freaking and peeved because one or two of them may have actually been entertaining, informative and/or interesting.  Or not.  But whatever.  Uh, still pissed about that blogger, because I'm pretty sure I never got those posts back...

But ANYWAY, so like, is it just me or did blogger go and change everything without mentioning it?  Like seriously, wtf?  I feel confused.  I don't like change when I don't ask for it.  I don't want to go all Facebook-timeline postal or anything, but man... can't I have a choice?  How about a heads up at least?  I don't like it.  I'm sure I'll get used to it and get over it, but I am not digging it at the moment.

*I am so in the mood to make cookie dough and eat it right now...  better yet, how about you make me a batch of cookie dough, then I'll come over, and when I get there we will have a slow motion hug and eat the whole damn bowl like the ravenous sloths we are.

*Also, guess what?  I went to the movies this afternoon - yes, by myself - no, I don't mind, I kind of enjoy it.  I got popcorn with butter and Raisinets and a blue frosty.  It was all very exciting.  Spending $20 bucks on a movie and movie food wasn't very exciting, but just going and eating crappy junk food was.  I went to see a new release movie that got sucky reviews.  Can you guess what it was?  What if I mention that it was a total girl movie and the guy lead is so very, very appealing, in a 25 year old ridiculously HOT kid kind of way...

Yep, it was The Lucky One.  I'm not sure about reviewing it here - I hate to give my opinion on movies and books actually.  In fact, I'm not a big fan of endorsing much of anything.  Like, what if I say, it was so great! Go see/read/eat/look at it!  and everyone is like, really?  she has the lamest taste ever!  All I will say is this, throughout the movie I was constantly asking myself, "What did he just say?"  because I couldn't hear him over how awesome his beard is.  I am so attracted to a cute beard.  And beautiful abs.  And sexy shoulders...  OK ok!  Moving on.

*I recently read this article where Elle McPherson (the 50-year-old supermodel) said that she stresses over trying on bathing suits in stores, so instead of trying them on there, she has them shipped to her.  I was like, huh.  She is amazingly attractive, still totally rocking a supermodel bod.  It's so funny to think of a women who like, 98% of the public thinks is perfect, has fears about what she looks like.  I mean, I absolutely abhor trying on bathing suits - abhor even wearing them in fact, but I am so far removed from looking nice in a bathing suit that it's understandable.  Elle McPherson feeling self conscious is just crazy talk.

*I just want to point out how shocking it is the way people will answer a door these days.  If you drop by and I answer the door in skin tight leggings with a camel toe, or a sheer t-shirt with no bra, please slap my face.  I don't care if you come over unannounced.  There is no excuse for such a thing.  Like, ever.

OK, I'm done.