Sunday, November 28, 2010
No Rhythm
Have you noticed how, in most non-musical movies, when there is a dancing scene (again, not in a musical) the actors and extras seem to dance to their own music and not the music that they add when post producing? It irritates me when they don't dance to the rhythm, or the type of music they're playing. Boom, boom, boom, and they go beep, beep, beep. Arthur Murray and Gene Kelly (am I dating myself?) must be turning in their graves
Friday, November 26, 2010
In the shower 1
It's early in the morning, I've had an active hour of exercise and activity and am taking a relaxing warm shower to go tackle the day, but somebody, somewhere in the house, flushes a toilet. Ouch! the water is hot! So, I rapidly regulate it and start to relax again, but just for a few seconds. When the toilet tank fills up: swash! a gush of cold water. There goes the relaxing shower, through the drain...
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Blind backing
I drive a sedan, so compared with the armies of S.U.Vs, Vans, Hummers, Trucks, etc, I feel that I'm a midget. Things get even more dramatic when you park between two oversize vehicles and you have to back-up. Going back reeeaaally slow, you just show "your derriere" inch by inch. Of course, nobody stops to let you out. They just go by "shaving" you back bumper. At the end of the day, and with the exercise you have to do looking back left and right, you end up with a stiff neck. My next car is going to be a "big foot"
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Noisy Beachgoers

I went to the beach looking for peace and quite, hoping to be lulled by the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. I laid on my stomach and softly dozedoff, to be brutally awakened by a portable radio with hard rock and a group of sunbathers that took over the grounds next to me. Bing, bang beep, beep, twang! Where did civility go?
Friday, November 19, 2010
People with more disposable time than you
Went to a fabric store today looking for some fabric for a job that needed to be done immediately. At the register, the lady in front of me had three gift cards with small amounts in each. Additionally, she fished 2 coupons out of her coupon bag. That took 4 transactions to pay. To top it off, she was convinced that a $2.35 tote bag was on sale and wouldn't accept the fact that that was the sale price. After calls, price check-ups, etc., it took me 10 minutes at the register. Hurry up lady!
Monday, November 15, 2010
The Shaker

The shaker is the person who constantly shakes his or her leg. For instance, you're at the movies and happen to have a shaker seating next to you. Your movie gets scrambled with the shaker action. The same happens at the doctor's waiting room or any other close proximity seating arrangement. What about if the shaker is not next to you, but the chair, the desk or the leg hits something that goes tuik,tuik,tuik,tuik! Stop for Christ sake!
Life interrupted
You're sitting down, finally able to concentrate on something you need to do; let's say, something your need to read, or write, and someone else comes to tell you a never ending story. Your mind wanders toward what you were doing. Your colloquist demands your undivided attention. Your mind wins right at the moment when you're supposed to interject in the other person's conversation...Don't you think? is the question and you have no clue what the conversation (or monologue was about)
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Shopping 1
I went to buy small earphones. I wanted to use them right away. As soon as I got out of the store, I embarked in the process of opening the packing. Impossible! Where did the "easy opening" concept go? Those things are plastic fortresses. I tried to apply logic to the task, to no avail. I used my short nails, my teeth, with no success. You really need sharp knives, or strong scissors to open the darn box. And when you do, beware of the plastic edges of the recently cut parts. All that effort for an overpriced, made in china, almost disposable set of earphones....
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
At home 2
At home 1 (when you have company)
You get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. Lights off, so that you don't wake up completely. When you seat in the toilet, you feel that you're going to fall! Damned! The toilet seat is up and you touch the cold toilet ream with your warm tush. Blood rushes to your head. Damned, again! Now try to fall asleep again
On the road 2
Every time I go to have my car washed (it doesn't happen too often), I look forward to getting in a spotless, clean smelling car. However, my seat has been moved back, it's lower, and the inclination of the back makes me feel like I'm laying on the floor; the A/C is set to COOLEST and even my radio blasts the loudest rap. Darn! Not again!
On the road 1
You're late, wanting to get somewhere on time. The person driving the car in front of you has one of the blinkers on indicating they want to turn. After half a mile you realize that they don't even know it's blinking. Hey! Are you stupid? Here's the finger! VZOOOOOM...
Please don't....

Yeah, right. I know. I'm a calm and patient guy.
But sometimes I can also be pissed. Work, rain, traffic, hunger, not wanting to go there, or to be there, and such, make me mad. And then, little things that normally wouldn't ruffle my feathers confabulate against me teaming up, ballooning into gigantic proportions blocking my view and my reasoning.
Not again!.., Why me?...Please don't, don't, don't!...
A thousand little annoying things of no importance can add up to make our life miserable.
Here are some that I find truly irritating. I invite you to add your own.
But sometimes I can also be pissed. Work, rain, traffic, hunger, not wanting to go there, or to be there, and such, make me mad. And then, little things that normally wouldn't ruffle my feathers confabulate against me teaming up, ballooning into gigantic proportions blocking my view and my reasoning.
Not again!.., Why me?...Please don't, don't, don't!...
A thousand little annoying things of no importance can add up to make our life miserable.
Here are some that I find truly irritating. I invite you to add your own.
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