i've mentioned plenty of times that shit bugs me. lots and lots of shit bugs me. shit that shouldn't bug me. i probably have more pet peeves than anyone around. i know this.
i also know it's not healthy to have so many little things in life that set you off, but i'm helpless against it. in addition i have a laundry list of words that i don't like to hear. i'm not going to mention them because it would no doubt start a fucking avalanche of those words being said around me by my friends.
but one little harmless one that i deal with every single day at work is people leaving time on the microwave. shouldn't be a big deal, right? but it fucking is. so when i see time left, if no one else is in the break room, i clear it off. (as i'm typing this i'm reminded of another one; how annoyed i am when people write "noone" instead of "no one". "noone" is like some retarded fancy way of saying "noon". sorta like shop vs. shoppe. anyway).
regardless of my annoyance, i understand why someone might leave 5 or 10 seconds on the clock. maybe you're heating up a plate of pizza rolls and the fuckers start to break open or blow up outright, so you pull the door open to stop it. i get that.
what i don't get, and what i see at least once a day at work, is someone leaving 5+ minutes on the timer. really? you thought your chunky soup was going to take 6 fucking minutes to warm up, but realized you overshot the mark around minute 1? what kind of horrible estimators are these people? how do you miss by that far?
what are these people like in other facets of their lives? "hey yeah, i'm driving to your house now. i'll be there some time in between 5 minutes or 6 weeks from now, i'm not sure. yeah, it's really plus or minus a month and a half".
maybe i should take a few deep breaths and sit out the next couple of plays.
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