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Thursday, June 19, 2014

A Few Pet Peeves

Day 11: Describe a few of your pet peeves.

I've never been a big fan of pet peeve lists in that it just seems like griping. This always
seemed to be a prompt used by teachers when I was growing up and I never got into it. However, I had some light bulb moments over the years of "ah, that's a pet peeve of mine" so I suppose I'll share.

Grudge holding. I just don't get it. I don't hold grudges. I mean I may for a tiny period, but it consumes me when I do. Until I release the grudge I can't function. It poisons me. Being around chronic, often gleeful grudge holders just wears me out and exhausts me.

Utter precision about superficial things. That is like when the whole world must stop because there's a smudge on someone's shirt or an item has been left out. When that becomes justification for anger instead of just mild and passing exasperation. When an "I'm sorry" somehow fails to be enough when something small, like leaving a dish out or forgetting to wipe your feet happens. To me that's just making a small thing into a large thing and is a distortion of life. Why aren't those same people not stopping everything when a racist remark is heard or an injury occurs? Why are those things seen as perhaps sad, but just a part of life, where as it is TOTALLY unacceptable to wear a wrinkled shirt? I just don't get it, I never will, and I have no plans to raise my children to understand it either. 

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