I feel like I've posted about my laundry list of pet peeves before. However a few more have come to my attention within the last hour or so, so I wanted to share them. After all, why have a blog if you can't rant incessantly about things nobody cares about, right? Right? Shut up.
I hate when people only know a handful of things about you and that's all they bring into a conversation as a substitute for humor. Allow me to elaborate. If it's the year 2000 and Jenny really really likes NSYNC and then one day says "I'm so excited about the concert I'm going to next weekend" and someone says "Oh, NSYNC, huh?", THAT pisses me off. Just because Jenny is excited about going to a concert, does not automatically mean she's seeing the ONE band you know she likes. Jenny may have a shit ton of other interests.
I hate having to repeat myself. My mother has always told me that I mumble and I'm sure I do. However, I would truly rather you ignore what I said than ask me to repeat what I just said. For some reason it drives me nuts. Especially the people that do that lean-in thing when they're asking you to repeat what you said. Ughhh. That's the worst.
I hate when people half-ass things. If you're going to do something, do it all the way or don't fucking bother. It's more insulting to have to finish the dishes you didn't do than to just have to do them all. Ya dig?
I hate when people spell a variation on my name wrong. Most of my family calls me either Jess or Jessie. Which is fine, I'll respond to either. (Just don't call me Jessica. The only person with that privilege is my mother because she birthed me and any man I choose to date for a long period of time because that's just fucking love.) Now, somehow my family has a real issue with spelling my fucking name in its variation of "Jessie". As a kid, I spelled it "Jessi". I don't know why. I just wanted to be weird and different. (Imagine that.) However, my family will often spell it "Jesse", which is a fucking boy's name, first of all. That one doesn't bother me so much because gender roles are dumb. The one that really gets me is "Jessy". Like.. I have never seen an actual person spell their name like that. Ever. Even the spellcheck on this shit says it's fucking wrong. That's actually why I started going by "Jess" a few years ago..
I hate people without manners. I don't hate them as people, I hate their bad manners. Poor manners are just the worst. Behave like a good human. Say please and thank you. It's not rocket science.
I hate it when people try to hide information they don't even realize they've made public. You look like an idiot. Get a haircut.
I hate reverse veggie shamers. This one really grinds my gears. I have been an on and off vegetarian for the past ten years or so. Do I love animals? Most definitely. Do I sometimes share information that is beneficial about the process of meat makin' that breaks my heart? Guilty. Do I do it to shame others into giving up meat? Definitely not. Is a steak sometimes the most delicious thing possible? Fuck yeah. I love pigs and cows and chickens and the processes of making meat is absolutely cruel and terrible. That being said, I would never try and shame the everyday carnivore, even the ones in my life, into not eating the meat they so love. It's not my job to tell you how to eat or how to live. If you fucking love steak, eat your steak. Do it! However, I'd say 7 out of 10 times someone finds out I don't eat meat, they immediately get some kind of defensive. As if my not eating meat is going to cause me to preach about how they should not. That's where the reverse shaming comes in. "Plants have feelings too", blah blah blah. Shut the fuck up. Plants (sans Monsanto) aren't going to give me cardiovascular problems or pump me full of weird hormones. But even that's an argument left inside my head. If I'm not shaming you, why are you shaming me? Great. You love bacon. That's tits. I love pigs. That's tits too. Can't we just coexist without our eating habits even mattering? BACKDAFUQOFF!
Alright that's enough.
