Showing posts with label pet peeves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pet peeves. Show all posts

October 29, 2013

why Facebook (occasionally) makes my skin crawl

I feel I should elaborate on a Facebook status that I posted yesterday as it left a few questions unanswered.

The status was this:

"oh facebook. sometimes the glimpse I get into others' lives just isn't what I want to see. nobody enjoys a bragger. nobody enjoys a conceited soul. think about what you're putting out there, people. it's not always flattering. sigh."

This could be interpreted a million different ways. We all know that people drive people crazy. We all have "friends" that over-share their personal family matters, beg for pity and attention, 'check-in' everywhere they go six times a day seven days a week, complain about health issues etc. We can't love everything about everyone. By choosing (or feeling obligated) to become "friends" with a person you are potentially stepping on a beehive. We may not realize this at the time of the initial high-five but we might learn a different side of someone that we thought we knew. A truly unflattering side.

For me, my issue is mostly with show-offs. I don't understand the concept of trying so hard to make people envy you. Most people know better than to envy anyone. The front you put up is most certainly masking things you are unhappy with. The perfect picture these types attempt to paint is already soiled by the fact that we usually know their real lives. You say you're a hotshot at your job but we know your title. You brag about your new car but you leave out the fact that your parents bought it for you. You may think you're celeb status because you go on five trips a year but you don't brag about charging those trips and spiraling into debt.

Don't get me wrong - this isn't always the case. Plenty of my friends are hard-working, good people who are responsible and deserving of everything they have. Most of my friends are awesome. Show pictures of your degree - you worked hard for it! Just don't post something like, "If you don't have one of these you are just a slacker." That's not nice. Show your excitement for your upcoming trip - you deserve a break! Just don't post something saying, "Off to Belize tomorrow, you wish you had my life!" That's just annoying.


Post pictures and videos of your beautiful children. Post before and after pictures of your weight loss. Promote your new business. Be proud. Just don't pretend to be something you aren't. And (most importantly) don't act like you are better than anyone. Be happy in your life with where you are and what you have without having to shove it in the faces of people who aren't interested. I hate writing this because it sounds like I am bitter and envious - but it's not that at all. It's an enormous distaste for bullshit that I have. I see through those thin veils - I'm no gullible gert. There is a part of me that wants to expose these frauds time and time again. Instead I sit back and watch as people buy into it. I bite my lip. It has nothing to do with me, it shouldn't bother me. But I'm not perfect by any means - things piss me off. This is just one of them. 

Feel free to share your biggest Facebook pet peeves in a comment.

June 24, 2013

don't piss me off, Art


I step in Brody's slobbery drool with bare feet and stamp it all over the house until I can get to a towel.

They have coupons in the fliers for every other razor on the planet but the two that Gregg and I use.

My Keurig denies me a full cup of coffee.

Airplanes wake me up at 3am. WE HAD A DEAL!!!!!!

Someone puts a hand or paw through a screen door or window.

People buy their kids those high-pitched whistles at events. You know the ones I'm talking about.

I see Kanye West's face anywhere. I just wanna punch that stupid mouth (and ego).

I buy those select-a-size paper towels by mistake. I loathe them.

Young girls wear ass-revealing shorts and you just know that their parents bought them.

I find cigarette butts on the beach. Even in my heaviest smoking days I had the decency to take my trash home with me.

I forget clothes in the dryer for hours on end.

I see dogs sliding around in the back of a pickup truck.

The song Daylight by Maroon 5 is on - anywhere, anytime.

Drive-thru-ers have a laundry list of shit to buy. GO INSIDE. I need a coffee, ya lazy ass. (ummm I just heard you say, Why don't YOU go inside you lazy ass!? I thought we were cool).

I finally go to use sour cream and it expired like two days prior.

You have to play the stupid driver game at a four way stop.

I obsess over wanting to get bangs cut, finally do and then immediately pin them up until they grow out.

Scarlett falls asleep in the car for two minutes thus ruining her nap for the entire day.

People don't return their carts to the designated spaces - unless they have a good reason like they're carrying two babies or their arms just fell off - but normally I'm somewhat positive it's just laziness.