A lot of things bother me. You’ve probably already noticed this from my posts (I started to link to my posts that had a theme of being bothered but it was basically all of them so instead, just see any post denoted by the category: mondoo). Honestly, even I realize that the fact that the following things bother me is severely misguided. Sometimes when I get so bothered by these neurosis, I just have to laugh.
Multipurpose Professional Playing Surfaces: It happens every year during this time, when baseball and football seasons run concurrently, you have to look at this monstrosity while watching a game. It looks just plain awful. The last thing that I want to be reminded of while watching an exciting football game is a boring game of baseball. Build two separate fields, Pittsburgh did it.
Condensation: Ugh! I hate, hate, hate when I’m drinking an ice cold beverage and condensation forms on the outside of my cup, I pick up the cup to take a sip and BAM! Water is now ALL OVER me. My shirt is wet, my pants are wet and condensation inevitably means that my ice is melting, watering down my iced tea, which I also hate. While we’re talking about water, I am also bothered by the word moist… and panties (although I find that many people are bothered those words so this one may be justified).
Shaving my husband’s neck: Once upon a time, when my husband and I were dating, I drove over to his parents’ house to pick him up for a date and his mother was shaving his neck with an electric razor. She said “Pay attention, missy, you’ll be doing this for him someday.” I was so grossed out, I considered not marrying him when he proposed (not really). Sure enough, we get married and here I am, shaving the mini-mullet below his hairline every week and a half. He walks into the room with a hand towel and his trimmer and I whine and writhe in my chair, it’s so bothersome but he can’t physically shave his own neck, so I reluctantly comply.
Being helped: All the women, who independent, THROW YOUR HANDS UP AT ME! I don’t ask people for help and it really bothers me when people insist on helping . I’m kind of a loner by nature so I’m used to doing things on my own (you should see how many heavy grocery bags I can carry at one time!) I realize that people are just trying to be nice and sometimes it does make things easier, but seriously, I can do it on my own, thanks!