1) Smokers. Especially those who throw their butts out their car windows. And the ones who smoke in the car with their kids. And the ones who smoke in places that force me to walk through their cloud of carcinogens to get wherever I am going.
2) Left Lane Squatters. The left lane is for passing. If you're not passing anybody, get the Hell out of the way.
3) Able-bodied people who take the elevator up one level. Really, you probably need the exercise anyway.
4) Able-bodied people who block the flow of traffic in a parking lot so that they can park 10 feet from the door. See No. 3, above.
5) Costco. I love Costco, but the fact that you have to have a card to get into their super-secret club is stupid. And when you go to check out and they ask you if you have your card. What the hell do they think? I had to have the damn card to get in the damn door. And when receipt checker comments on the things in my cart. What if I have something embarrassing in there? I would really prefer she act ambivalent about what's in my cart. Today, the receipt-checker felt up the super-soft blanket that I bought. Don't feel up my blankie--it's creepy!
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That is creepy! Now you're gonna have to wash it, and the super-softness might go away.
Agreed most on the smoking thing. Since I'm in a city, I drive less, so the parking and driving items get to me less, but I walk more. Walking behind a smoker down the sidewalk is agony. You don't just walk through the smoke, you have to walk along with it. Ugh.
I don't judge the people going up one flight of stairs nearly as much as I judge the person going down one flight of stairs. Where I used to work, there was a health insurance company that had two floors of the building. They would never take the stairs between floors. I'd get on the elevator at the 11th floor, it would stop on 9, then they'd get off on 8. And they were always bringing in donuts in the morning. And going outside to smoke. Health insurance company. Ugh, fail.
The nice thing about winter in Portland is that there are fewer smokers outside. The bad thing is that they are all congregated by the doors that say "No smoking within 20 feet." Jackasses.
I think I bought the same fuzzy blanket at Costco today, but the cashier didn't molest mine :-)
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