People who talk into their cellphone like they’re in a foxhole avoiding enemy fire.
I spent last Tuesday, Wednesday, & Thursday skiing at Mammoth Mountain, pretty much everywhere. By far my worst fall was at the conclusion of the last day, when I tried to hustle down a flight of about 20 concrete stairs wearing ski boots trying to catch a shuttle bus. I tripped, my skis were flying every which way, hitting cutting my face slightly. A couple ladies from below witnessed it and asked if I was alright, suggesting that I should go to the clinic. I told them I need a few moments to gather myself before I decide. Fortunately no broken bones and my deep bruises are now starting to calm down. Haste makes waste.
Guilty. My kids say I have my regular voice and then my “dad phone voice”. I do at least attempt to not do it in public though.
The ones that drive me nuts are the “speakerphone in public” people. They seem to be especially prevalent at airports lately.
I hate that when I share something in confidence with a friend their wives and girlfriends also get to know it. Has happened many times.
Endless memes on social media that go something along the lines of
3 + 5 * 6 / 2 - 4 * 8 = ?
Then bitter comments/arguments from people that never learned PEMDAS
I had to explain PEMDAS to someone on one of these asinine posts. Parentheses, exponents, multiplication, division, addition, subtraction.
A good maths fellow will always use parentheses to make the operations clear.
Why create a tangled expression which is encumbered by the need to recite some silly mnemonic?
::shame:: I…had to google PEMDAS ::shame::
I wasn’t taught it that way. All I remember is “order of operations!!” being drilled into my head.
Logarithms!
heh-heh, heh-heh, heh-heh
when at the store. remembering what size my furnance air filter is. Also remembering that I have the filter size noted down in my phone.
I guess it boils down to my pet peeve is diminished brain function as you age.
I was having that issue. I finally just put a reminder on my phone with the dimensions. I have a picture somewhere too, but the reminder definitely has the dimensions.
I just order that stuff through Amazon so all I have to do is reorder.
That noted, most other shopping requires a list now.
Running out of TP.
If you spent a buck and got a bidet toilet seat like a civilized person, you wouldn’t be worrying about TP.
I think this is slowly evolving into Tesla drivers. As a motorcyclist, you become hyper-aware of these things.
My Lyft was a car named after Nikola Tesla this morning.
It smelled strongly of dog, and not because I was in it.
Strong smells are a peeve of mine.
I like my world relatively scent free.
Goes to the comment “Dude, try opening the doors and Febreezing the ■■■■ out your car?”
That stuff smells worse than dog to me.
They make an unscented version of it that works pretty well.
Yeah, no one enjoys the smell of sh!trus.