Background: The buses in Oxford operate on the standard press-button-to-request-stop principle. When the button is pressed you could either get a 'trrrring' bell-ringing sound or a 'beeeep', and the loudness of this varies greatly.
The other day, this girl I know rode the bus home with me. The bus made 10 or so stops along the way, and for each of them, the button was pressed and the 'beep' followed. The first time it happened after we got on, she went "how annoying, why is it so loud?!" I shrugged and said I had never noticed it to be particularly loud or particularly annoying. The second time it went off, she was more than mildly annoyed and was frowning as if the sound had hurt her physically. And so it went on, with every stop the bus made. She was fuming and had worked herself up into a frenzy, covering her ears and grumbling ad infinitum about how bad the sound was and that it shouldn't be there at all because 'surely everyone can read the sign that says STOPPING!'
It fascinated me then, how something so small could get someone so wound up. The more I think about it, I find that we're all like that - extremely relaxed and unaffected by some things, horribly bothered and worked up about others.
So, while I can totally shut out bus bells, I absolutely must have the caps put back onto bottles. While Dot is markedly indifferent to the idea of replacing caps on bottles, he blows a fuse when I don't get the scraps off the plates before putting them into the dishwasher.
Go on, tell us what washes over you and what soaks you to the bone and makes you raving mad.
The other day, this girl I know rode the bus home with me. The bus made 10 or so stops along the way, and for each of them, the button was pressed and the 'beep' followed. The first time it happened after we got on, she went "how annoying, why is it so loud?!" I shrugged and said I had never noticed it to be particularly loud or particularly annoying. The second time it went off, she was more than mildly annoyed and was frowning as if the sound had hurt her physically. And so it went on, with every stop the bus made. She was fuming and had worked herself up into a frenzy, covering her ears and grumbling ad infinitum about how bad the sound was and that it shouldn't be there at all because 'surely everyone can read the sign that says STOPPING!'
It fascinated me then, how something so small could get someone so wound up. The more I think about it, I find that we're all like that - extremely relaxed and unaffected by some things, horribly bothered and worked up about others.
So, while I can totally shut out bus bells, I absolutely must have the caps put back onto bottles. While Dot is markedly indifferent to the idea of replacing caps on bottles, he blows a fuse when I don't get the scraps off the plates before putting them into the dishwasher.
Go on, tell us what washes over you and what soaks you to the bone and makes you raving mad.
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i am a squarer i.e. everything has to be within a neat square or rectangle, with no shoddy edges. It drives me nuts when there is a haphazard pile of magazines lying around or a crooked photo frame on the wall. i have to instantly straighten it or my head will burst!
Drives me nuts when TG leaves the lights on when she leaves a roo. Or the microwave door open after using it. Or doesn't straighten her clothes when she puts them for wash.
If you take something out from where ever it is, put it back after use!! DH doesn't get this at all. There are times when I think that my marriage might break-up over this. But I just shut up and internalize the trauma.
Some people just loooovvvee a messy home!! God take me away....
Just writing about this is winding me up!!
There was this one time that nodot didn't do the dishes for weeks. There was nothing to eat out of and he lost a lot of weight like that. Makes me mad every time i think about it.
Oh wow... how many do you have the appetite for? Pretty much everything other people do annoys me, but here are a few specifics:
- Car parked on a level surface with wheels turned
- Any loud and/or repetitive noise
- Children in places they don't belong - concerts, women's shoe stores, my house
- Unused microwave cook time left uncleared
- I just found a new one today - belt buckle facing the wrong way
Did someone say neurotic?
G
Dot Responds:
On or about Friday, June 12, 2009, defendants published
a blog post stating that plaintiff is 'markedly indifferent to the idea of replacing caps on bottles'.
The blog post referred to plaintiff was made of and concerning plaintiff, and was so understood by those who
read the blog.
The entire statement regarding replacing caps on bottles is false as it pertains to plaintiff.
The accusation is libelous on its face. It clearly exposes plaintiff
to hatred, contempt, ridicule and obloquy because it charges plaintiff with having committed said offence.
The post, was seen and read about by a loyal blog following .
As a proximate result of the above-described
publication, plaintiff has suffered loss of his reputation and injury to his feelings, all to his damage in
£800.
WHEREFORE, plaintiff demands judgment against defendants,
and each of them, for:
1. Compensatory damages according to proof;
2. Punitive damages;
3. Interest as allowed by law;
4. Costs of suit; and
5. Such other and further relief as this blog-following may deem
just and proper.
@Globalindyan - Uh oh, guess who is not getting invited over to ours. Crooked photo frame - ouch!
@Broom - Microwave door open gets my goat too. Any doors left open, especially kitchen cabinets, are a no no.
@Chinty - "Internalize the trauma" - priceless! I think men in general don't get the put-it-back-where-you-took-it-from thing. That said, I am guilty of doing it myself, but hate it when someone else does it because that means I can't find it when I need it.
@Ajith - Sigh. That Nodot's a real difficult one to live with, eh? He does make a mean chicken curry, though, so I guess you should cut him some slack.
@G - Neurotic? No. You're just in the wrong country. Consider moving to Germany?
@Dot - Okay, okay! You don't leave the caps off bottles as often as you don't leave your socks all over the house, or as often as you leave the magazines folded open to the page you were reading, etc. This is so much fun. Little did I imagine that my blog would get the bottles in our home capped!
It drives me crazy when J leaves the lights and fans on, even after he's left the room. Clothes must be folded properly and put away, not into a bundle. Lately, J insists on leaving the front doors open even after a gazillion reminders...it invites all the creepies in, they bother me all day and he's not around to tackle them. ARRRGGHH!
Dot Responds:
On or about Tuesday, June 16, 2009, defendants published
a comment on a blog post further stating that plaintiff is 'markedly indifferent to the idea of replacing caps on bottles'.
The blog post referred to plaintiff was made of and concerning plaintiff, and was so understood by those who
read the blog.
The entire statement regarding replacing caps on bottles is false as it pertains to plaintiff.
The accusation is libelous on its face. It clearly exposes plaintiff
to hatred, contempt, ridicule and obloquy because it charges plaintiff with having committed said offence.
The post, was seen and read about by a loyal blog following .
As a proximate result of the above-described
publication, plaintiff has suffered loss of his reputation and injury to his feelings, all to his damage in
£800.
WHEREFORE, plaintiff demands judgment against defendants,
and each of them, for:
1. Compensatory damages according to proof;
2. Punitive damages;
3. Interest as allowed by law;
4. Costs of suit; and
5. Such other and further relief as this blog-following may deem
just and proper.
@Dot - The 'blog-following' don't give a monkey's about you. Face it. Their silence indicates that they agree with me.
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