As I sat down to do my business I looked to the right out of habit and saw that there was a basic violation of bathroom etiquette: there were approximately one and a half squares of toilet paper clinging to a brown cardboard tube.
Enough with the "k."
Line cutters. Nail biters. Pole huggers. Slow walkers. Loud chewers. 😠
I've talked to a lot of people today and I've yet to run across any one person who is actually annoyed by the color of the Starbucks cups, but just in case you're out there quietly fuming, I have this list for you. Here are 20 things that should bug you more than the color of Starbucks' holiday cups.
For decades, I was a polite, deferential guy. You want that parking spot I've been waiting for that you just stole? No problem, it's yours. You smash into me on the train with that oversize backpack? Hey, I'm sure it must be hard to carry. But some of my behavioral filters are eroding.
It seems that quite a few tech items are irking vacationers this year. Travelers claim that the presence of technology and social media over-sharing takes away from the experience as a whole.
My mind doesn't understand that I'm 52-years-old. It still feels 31. My body, however, is fully aware of the number of years it's lived. There are things I'm too old for. Here are eight of them.
Harris, C: Stop Calling Me. You called six times on Saturday, starting at 7:00 a.m. I called you back and told you DO NOT CALL ME AGAIN. EVER. NOT INTERESTED. Did that stop you? Not at all. On Sunday you called several times. My husband picked up once to figure out who you were.
To ignite my creative juices the word senior would not have a chance. The term senior is just not a word, idea or term in my vocabulary. I associate senior with elderly, sedentary, disabled signs on autos, walkers and nursing homes.
You've been warned.