Ok, now it's on! "This is the stuff that moves me to a place of agitation and even confusion at times. Let me add that complaining has gotten a bad knock. It can be healthy if done in taste and with discretion and moderation...Tongue in cheek makes it more bearable too. So with my tongue firmly lodged against the soft interior lining of my mouth, here we go...This stuff bugs the daylights outta me:1. Dirty shoes. Go ahead and throw them in the wash or pull out an old toothbrush and get that muck off those kicks. I am a believer that shoes deserve more attention than they get. So, go ahead and clean 'em up or throw them out if they're more than a few years old...OK? You know who you are.
2. Butter Fingers. That's right, dropping things....from my keys to my cell phone to a glass of milk, few things bug me more. I hate dropping things! I can end up 'losing my grip' on many different levels when this happens.
3. Repetition. People tell me stuff... a lot of stuff. It's part of my role in the lives of others and I do try to listen well, but when people insist on saying one thing three or more different ways, I want to come unglued. I sometimes interrupt when I get really annoyed, and say something like, "Ok, I get that..." Is that rude? Probably.
4. Grocery Store Parking Lots. It seems all the rules of the road get thrown out the window in store parking lots. What's up with cars cutting across parking spaces and surprising folks traveling the marked driving areas? What's up with people walking up the road like they're a car? Note to pedestrians and motorists: Walk/drive at 90 degree angles in designated areas when crossing the parking lot of any store....before someone gets hurt, aaaargh! Someone deputize me!
5. Know-it-Alls. Come on! Is there no subject you are not a final authority on? You never played a down of football but you somehow have strategy figured out at the professional level....Bang! (pretend gunshot to the head sound effect) I just assume that Charlie Weiss, or any other coach for that matter, has a better grip on the finer points of the game than I (or you) do. Call me crazy, but armchair critics make me want to gouge my eardrums out.
[huff, huff.... deep breath, exhale...]
I am now at the point of diminishing return. Thanks for listening.
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P. Edgar: Who in the world ruffles your feathers? I agree on all counts but guess I would not tell on myself as you as a Pastor and a man. However, you being a man explains it all. You have better days this week. See ya Sunday. Bet you did not even know we were gone today but that is O.K. This is from whomever you want it to be from.
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