Still too many slow drivers on the roads......slow because they are busy chatting on their cell phone or blabbing away with passengers......or just don't know when to push the gas pedal and when to hit the brakes........or Lord knows....when to use their turn signals.... :rolleyes:

People who have divorced reality and married their anxiety only to attempt a polygamous relationship with everyone else in their life.

Mine all start at 1.
Maybe you are standing on the wrong side of the fan?

I never said they didn't start at 1.

I have one right behind me with lowest fan speed at 1.....then speeds up with each sequential number up to 3 being the highest speed.

Another one in my house starts off with highest fan speed (#1) and then slows down with each succeeding number up to #3.

:rolleyes:

Cheap household flashlights that require one push for on, but three for off.
I just want on and off...not flashing or emergency light.

Buttons on new shirt come loose after 5 uses.
Buttons almost don't fit in button hole

And I can't do up my collar button anymore!

People who stop 2-3 car lengths behind the car in front. Left turners must wait for the next green light, because of these numbskulls.

^^^this!!!

The worse numbskull, is the guy that is behind the first guy. The green arrow comes on, the first guy is sleeping at the switch and numbnuts #2 does not hit the horn so by the time they wake up only these 2 idiots got to turn left...

Forever texting .. the least attentive drivers of the lot .. gotta make use of every idle moment, donchaknow

Oh Brother!!!
On the way to my Dr.'s office a few days ago, we're all doing 80 - 85 (I'm doing 90 in the HOV lane).
I come up on a pickup going about 60 in the HOV lane, I pass him on the right, and sure enough, he's looking at and hitting the keypad on his cell phone.
:mad:

That's a different (personal) issue ;)

I have no reservations about laying on my horn in those situations. Person in front of me wants to be a nice guy - no problem - but he's going to hear someone's horn.....I only wish it was louder! :cool:

I've been sixth in lime and my horn is the only one sounding... And if some in front of me is Texting or playing with their Fuchen phone, they got 0.25 second to move or they they got a horn blast.

Yeah I hear ya, brother. Cell phone zombies everywhere! :mad:

https://globalnews.ca/news/3705488/distracted-driving-causes-more-crashes-in-ontario-than-intoxication-speeding-opp/

Another per peeve of mine (noticed it today): I hate it when police, chp, and sherrif's don't use their blinkers. For pete's sake, set an example guys!

I’m sick of ‘super moons’ and ‘super storms’ and ‘bomb cyclones’
It used to just get cold. It used to just snow. The moon used to just be . . . the moon. Sometimes the moon was a little sliver. Sometimes it was full. Mostly it was in between.

Not anymore. These days, nothing can be normal. Now a full moon is a “supermoon.” A cold snap is a “polar vortex.” A snowstorm is a “bomb cyclone.”

Really? A bomb cyclone? That doesn’t even make sense. Shouldn’t it be cyclone bomb?

Actually, it should be: “It’s January. It’s going to be cold. It may get windy. It may snow.”

But I guess that wouldn’t sell cornflakes.

Here’s my plan for making America great again: Get rid of all these superfluous superlatives. They’re like the “Breaking News” graphic that runs endlessly along the bottom of the CNN feed, purporting to herald something special but serving merely to numb us with its needless overuse.

I blame the wind chill, invented in the 1970s to let the TV Weather Guy pad his report. The wind chill was the perfect data point for the Me Decade. No longer was it good enough to just tell us what the thermometer said. We had to know how the thermometer made us feel.

Awww, Mercury’s in retrograde and I feel fwozen.

People in hot climates felt so left out that someone came up with the heat index to give them something to carp about. Suddenly, just saying, “It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity” didn’t cut it.

Then in 1999, those Cassandras at AccuWeather registered “RealFeel temperature” with the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office. They threw cloud cover, sun intensity and wind into the mix to “explain how hot it feels outside.”

How does it RealFeel outside? It RealFeels like — oh, I don’t know — summer.

Once the simple baseline experience of standing on a street corner had been quantified and branded, we started aggrandizing the assorted weather phenomena that have been racking our planet for millennia. It used to be that only hurricanes got their own names. Now every low-pressure system that manages to flutter a flag on the 18th green gets its own name, logo and saturation coverage on the Weather Channel.

Watch out, folks! It’s Super-Duper Storm Steve!

When we ran out of ways to tart up the lowly isobar, we went off-planet. We looked to the heavens for lilies we could gild. We have Super Moons and Blood Moons and Super Blood Moons. It’s only a matter of time before we have Taco Bell Cheesy Gordita Crunch Moons.

Nothing can be routine anymore. Everything must be special. Did it start when October became “Rocktober”? Or when mattress and carpet stores started calling their annual effort to shift some merchandise a “Sale-a-bration”?

Maybe it was when “Toyotathon” burst forth from the fevered brow of a desperate ad man, like gray-eyed Athena from the head of Zeus.

But we’re less like ancient Greeks than ancient Romans. We’re so inured to our orgies and spectacles that we must inject pageantry everywhere, smearing lipstick and rouge on the drab and the commonplace just to keep us awake. We supersize everything from our french fries to our blizzards. Snowmageddon, meet Snowpocalypse.

And meet the Super Blue Blood Moon. It sounds fake but it’s real and it’s coming Jan. 31. You know what I bet it looks like? The moon.

Stopped watching the local news and weather when they started having commercials for the local news and weather during the local news and weather broadcast. Oh, and they spend more time telling you a story is coming up in the broadcast than the story itself actually takes.

I haven't read through this whole thread, but...

...have any of you noticed the overuse of the word "so" at the beginning of sentences?

News Anchor: "Now we go to Bob Marelle in Cleveland. How bad is the snow and ice there, Bob?"

Bob: "So I've been out here all afternoon, and this blizzard hasn't slowed down at all."



News Anchor: "Jane, we think this new rocket being launched by Kim Jung Un is capable of reaching Alaska. Has the State Department commented on this?"

Jane: "So we think that's true and we've reached out, but they are not commenting."

mis pronounciation of AluminIum

You don't go saying Titanum or Manesum, so to say Aluminum is just messed up.


A LU MI NI UM

Can be spelled either way, and mostly in N. America it's pronounced "num" at the end without the "I". At least that's how I see it.

It is actually spelled Aluminum here in the United States.

And dog is spelled chien in France.

There was a big movement here in the United States to simplify English spelling/writing and pronunciation. While some of the more drastic changes didn't go through, many changes did.

I'm having trouble finding Websters largest set of changes he attempted, but here is one set.

A major driver for Webster, is he wanted to eliminate time spent learning "exceptions" in our spelling and pronunciation. Instead of the same set of characters having different sounds that need to be "known", there would instead be a uniform system that would greatly shorten the learning process were it in place.

I've copied a shorter piece he had to say on this, but in books I have there is much more.

And it's misspelled if you ask me.

For metals the dominant way to spell it is 'ium'

Chromium
Titanium
Beryllium
Indium
Iridium
Thallium
Uranium

Consistency is key for science.

So why make an exception for aluminium.
Because y'all wanna show that y'all ain't British and y'all is different from the rest?

oh yeah, and 2017 : METRIC system.


:p

This pet peeve thing really has you worked up! Try a "valIum" :D

Mine is when the wife gets everyone these new "cozy" pajamas for Christmas. You know the ones, the fleece stuff. She puts them in the wash with the bath towels. I shower and end up with little fleece puffballs all over me when I dry off. Drives me bonkers!

Car pool lanes. This time of year it gets dark much before the car pool lane ending time. The other day I was in the second lane over at ~6PM and less than 1 in 10 vehicles, in the car pool lane, had more than one occupant.

Back to grocery stores......

The older folks who come in pairs.

Female uses her cart to block you while gent stands to the side to run interference.....she's intently concentrating on what to purchase (or just 'browsing') while he's off in la la land - neither of which is paying attention nor caring about traffic flow....sheesh....

^^^^
When people do this to me (young or old), they are never looking at their carts. I typically take 1 or 2 of the items out of their cart and put it back on the shelf.... I'm sure they notice only once they get home.

Television programs about cars, that play the most god awful, guitar riffs as background music . They all do it. Do they think car people have no taste in music?

I think next time I will just take their cart and leave mine behind....only if there's no personal belongings like a purse in it. Will report back with outcome....:D

And Fred - no - 99% of today's advertisers have zero taste in anything - let alone taste....:rolleyes:

Anyone who parks their cart on one side of the isle and then stand along side of it to look at the other side blocking the entire isle. I just go to their cart and move it forward about 5 feet. They look shocked at first but then say "sorry". No problem.
Idea: instead of taking things out, put something extra into the cart and enjoy the thought of them wondering "now why did I buy a pregnancy tester?".

That's actually a great idea but I've often feared that would stand out during check out as apposed to something missing.... what the heck, I'll try it. Thanks!


New one:
People who loiter in Gym Locker Rooms, checking phone, hanging out, etc...
After you business, GTFO of the Locker Room! Go home where nobody else wants to see you either :)

Thank you for reminding of my biggest pet peeve. Why, in the name of all that is holy, does every TV show, or YouTube video have to plug in a music track over the sound of muscle/super/sports cars.....never do I click on a car video to hear guitar riffs.

If nearby, I will typically throw in a pack of condoms.

Peeves:
People with the Ultimate Driving Machine driving below the limit blocking traffic, or ant sports car.
Low rider pants which are barely hanging on. I want to just go over and yank them down. What can they do? Chase me?

The term, if you can call it that, "to die for". Like, "their chocolate is to die for" Really? Have some more....

LOL...I'm heading out into the unwashed masses...now you've got me thinkin' :)

Yes Baz!!!
You nailed so many points!