Pet Peeves

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Being called a Nazi by some members.

I don't truly understand many of the posts on WP. I don't mean that I don't agree with them but that I simply don't understand what the posts mean. Probably many are written poorly or use regional expressions/words that I'm not familiar with.

autistic people who love to refer all autistic as non human..we are as human as everyone else we just humans with autism

Gender stereotypes. Strong men and delicate women.

Shiny, jacked-up, fat-arse mega-pick-up trucks in cities and suburbs.

when your have trapped wind in your intestines as soon as you get to work

People that tell me that we need water as if I were stupid enough to not know such a thing, when I say I hate rain. Yeah, I know we need water, and I hate rain.

The annoying music that accompanies the YouTube short videos. I could just turn off the sound but I stopped watching them instead.

when theres an accident or roadworks at the dartford tunnel and it causes major hold ups in my city.....50 miles away

When the delivery person delivers your parcel to a neighbour. I was in all day.

^ I can relate. One one occasion we heard the letterbox rattle and I took a look. It was a note from a delivery man saying we weren't in and with details of how to collect my parcel. We were in at the time! He didn't even ring the bell or knock on the door.

^ That's ridiculous. It would've taken less effort to actually deliver it to you!

I remember at the end of my Grade 1 year, I was being given an IQ test and the tester asked me what my pet peeve was. I told her that my pet peeve was Jason C. She told me that it wasn't nice to say such things about people. The reason I told her that was because that classmate of mine always falsely accused me of soiling my pants when I didn't have that problem at that age and the teacher's aide took his side and told me that I had to sit on that stupid stool in the corner. I wasn't allowed to go on the Milk Run that day because that stupid helper took Jason's side. I still hold a grudge to this day. I had an intense fear of my own poop. I did everything I could do to hold my bowels until after dark, that fear was so strong.