This week I’m linking up with Angie at Top Ten Tuesdays for Top Ten Tuesdays and Michelle at The Vintage Apple to talk about things that I do that might make other people crazy or things other people do that make me crazy.
Let’s start with things other people do that make me crazy since there are (obviously) more of those. Elevator etiquette: I actually read a complaint on Twitter a few days ago from someone who thought the people entering the elevator should get on first, then the people exiting should get off. In what version of reality does this make sense? Let people off first. Then there is more room for people to get on. Problem solved.
Retail salespeople who don’t say, “Thank you.” I don’t care if I’m buying a two-dollar coffee in drive-thru or two hundred dollars worth of clothes and school supplies. The money I hand you pays your paycheck. Be polite.
People who block others’ visual or auditory enjoyment of a performance. As above, I don’t care if it’s a five-dollar matinée movie ticket or a one-hundred-fifty dollar seat at the theatre. Don’t stand up unless it’s time for a standing ovation, turn your cell phones off, and don’t carry on conversations louder than a whisper.
Don’t talk “at” people. I don’t care how important you are or how superior you feel you are to the person to whom you’re talking. If they are on the phone, writing, or in the middle of a conversation wait until you get their full attention before speaking if you actually want them to hear you.
Be compassionate. You don’t know what someone else may be going through, so be polite and considerate at all times. If you are not being treated with equal courtesy and consideration end the conversation and take it up with the next person up the hierarchy.
Oh, look, I only make it halfway with it being all about the things that make me crazy! I know I drive my husband and children nuts by asking them the same questions over and over, but they’ve finally begun to understand that’s it’s not nagging, it’s just short-term memory loss from chronic pain and constant narcotics.
I don’t always answer my phone. With caller ID, I always (or pretty much always) know who’s calling, but sometimes I’m just not mentally or emotionally up for a conversation. Most people who actually know me understand this, though, and will leave me a message letting me know if they were just calling to chat or if they really need me to call them back.
Being late makes me totally insane. I am fifteen minutes early for everything, and if I’m on time I still consider myself late. This makes me a perfect patient and a lousy dinner guest.
My dogs are large, spoiled rotten, and badly behaved. This means if you come to visit me you will be greeted at the door with barks, and eighty-pound dog jumping on you, and a hundred-pound dog lying sprawled in your lap if you sit down. There is slobber, begging at the table, and other inappropriate behavior. But I love my dogs more than most people I know, so that’s just the way it is. I do keep benedryl on hand for those with allergies.
I do not hesitate to start conversations with strangers. This still freaks my husband out, but it’s just part of the package. If I see a family out at dinner with little ones I will stop and tell them how well-behaved their children were during dinner (unless they hit me with flying food). If I see a woman wearing a sweatshirt with the emblem of a high school my youngest is considering attending I fill follow her around asking questions until her husband thinks I’m a stalker.
What makes you crazy?
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