What’s Grinding My Gear

This week has been an exercise in frustration. I’ve been trying to sign up for a class at the local community college (digital art, in case you care. Or don’t.) and have been met with one obstacle after another. So annoying! Anyway, the whole experience got me thinking about all the other things that irritate the hell out of me. And there are soooo many. Here is a sampling:

1. Dealing with the medical profession. Doctors, pharmacists, insurance people – they’re all out to get me. I had to switch pharmacies recently, and to make a long story short, it’s been a major pain in the ass. As of now, I am out of pills (for hypothyroidism, in case you care. Or don’t). Aggravating!

2. Football players with long hair. It’s not the long hair that bothers me. Long hair can be quite nice.
Exhibit A:

It’s when it trails out from under a helmet that it bugs me. It’s so untidy. Tuck that shiz up!

3. Votives. Why is it that when Harry and I go out for dinner, our votive is never lit? Is it a conspiracy? Do I need to start carrying around matches? Must I do everything myself? Jesus Christ.

4. Tags. They are itchy, abrasive and a plague to my existence. I end up cutting them out, which is why the backs of my shirts/sweaters always have holes in them. Grrr.

5. Recipe changes. I swear, any dish I enjoy at a restaurant is eventually discontinued or is changed.

For example, the chicken noodle soup at Panera Bread. It used to be very tasty and when served with a roll on the side made for a very satisfying meal. But Panera decided to make their soup more nutritious/healthy. Now the broth is watery, the noodles are flimsy and I might as well be eating Campbell’s. BOO!

6. Lids. I can’t open them. Why do they have to be screwed on so tight? What am I going to do when/if I outlive Harry? I’m going to die of starvation, an old, bony woman, surrounded by unopened jars and bottles. How tragic.

So, those are just some of the things that have been ticking me off lately. What’s been grinding your gear? Let me know in comments.

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23 thoughts on “What’s Grinding My Gear”

  1. You should train Cooper to open lids with the Force.

    The long hair bothers me. Well, not so much bothers as does nothing for me.

  2. Love the color of that blue sweater.

    Sometimes people just breathing bother me. People who say they will come and pick up your coffee table and then don’t show NOR phone. Neighbors who got some kind of new TV and insist on blasting a video game or movie with the bass cranked up to 110.

    Lids can be a pain. I once had a ketchup bottle where the lid was so tight that it eventually broke trying to get it off so I could peel off that stupid little foil blocking the neck.

  3. 1. I’ve never had any issues like that with my doctors, pharmacists, or insurance people. Guess I’m lucky! ((knocks on wood))

    2. That guy looks awful with long hair. I’m usually not a fan of guys with long hair.

    3. I LOVE the idea of bringing your own lighter. I always wonder why they leave those things on the table when they’re not lit. It just seems messy.

    4. Tags only bother me when they get stuck in my giant beard of back hair. Ouch!

    5. I have a similar issue with Panera Bread! Their Garden Vegetable Soup used to be vegan, but then they changed the recipe to include some non-vegan pesto. Now every time I go to Panera Bread, I call ahead to see if they have the Black Bean Soup (which is their only vegan variety), because otherwise there’s no point in going. Last time I called, the guy remembered my voice and gave me some attitude when he told me that there is a weekly soup schedule — BUT if they have leftover from the day before, they’ll serve it until it’s gone. SO there isn’t really a definite soup schedule, IS THERE? Ugh, Panera Bread is delicious, but it really grinds my gears as well. And wtf is floating on top of your soup? 1/2 pound of pepper? Sheesh!

    6. Don’t you have a rubber grippy thing? They usually give them away for free when banks open. You’re such a wimp! When Harry croaks, make sure you buy one of these with your life insurance millions.

    1. You’re lucky your Panera even says it has a soup schedule. Ours just serves the same soups day after day after day. I guess that’s good if you want the Black Bean every time.

  4. A few more sequins and Michelle M. could loan that shirt to Liza Minnelli

    BEST TAG EVER. I mean, shut up Adam!

    You should see my parents every time a football player’s hair is sticking out from their helment. Mom cluches her pearls and Dad sighs and shakes his head. They really can’t stand it.

    1. That might be my best, but I also liked: Michelle M. has been complaining about that damn soup for ages, Michelle M. is a weakling that can’t open lids, & Michelle M. wears trashy shirts with holes in them

  5. Well obviously I can’t agree that long hair is a problem, although on Troy Palamalamoomooramalamadingdong (or whatever his name is), it’s just a distraction from his overall hotness. And yeah, hair sticking out under a helmet is irksome. If I was an opposing player, I’d do everything I could to tackle the guy by his hair. Maybe I could rip it out during the tackle. 🙂

    HUGS….

  6. On metal lids, you can use the pointy side of a can opener to go under the lid and break the air seal making it easier to open. You can also give a good whack to the bottom of the jar as well.

    Long hair, short hair, no hair, meh. Although it sticking out of the bottom of the helmet just seems dangerous.

    Tags suck.

    What grinds my gears? As seen on facebook: Kidz Bob, Bobby Flay, nickles, coat hangers, the music of Billy Joel (yes I said it) stupidity and for the most part, people as a general rule.

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