RE: Pet Peeves
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Right, pet peeves... Oh ****, this could go on forever. One of mine is ****heads who incessantly shout while on the 'phone. It makes me believe that they're too thick to realise the technology 'carries the sound' for them, and makes them look like the intolerable 'holes that they are.
Another one is people who have the inexplicable misunderstanding that I give a **** about their 'love life' and try to initiate conversation with that topic. I couldn't give a toss. I really couldn't. Why would I care? Not to sound selfish, but it doesn't affect me in any way whatsoever, and it never will. I'm really not interested, so if you won't change the subject to something we can both talk about, you can shut up, drink up, and **** off.
I'll stop there before I break something. Just thinking about these is enough to irritate me to a ridiculous level.
"It turned out that the ghost was just Mr. Finley, who ran the amusement park. The spooky part is that, as soon as the ghost appeared, the teenagers' dog began to speak! And it spoke in a tortured parody of human speech: 'relp me, Raggy,' it would say. 'I am an abomination and rould re rilled. Rill re, Raggy.'"