About Miriam

My Pet Peeves

We all have that one thing someone does that drives us crazy. I, on the other hand, have an almost never ending list of pet peeves. Anyone who knows me well knows what they all are. Lol 😂 that’s so sad. Here’s a few of them:

  • Loud chewing, smacking, or slurping- Why?! Just why!?
  • Invading my personal space- for some reason, it’s mainly strangers who do this. Please don’t touch. Do I have to wear a “DO NOT TOUCH🚫” sign around my neck?
  • Touching my hair- I have really curly hair and ever since I can remember, people have simply come right up to me and touched my hair. The least you can do is ask first 😑.
  • Bad parking- Okay let me explain this one. I’m probably the worst parker/driver on this planet but it bothers me when someone is taking up 2 whole parking spaces making me park farther than I need to.
  • Interrupting me when I’m talking- Wait! I wasn’t done saying what I had to say.
  • Touching my food- that’s just gross and plain rude.
  • Bad customer service- that’s what you get paid for, do it right.
  • Being unprofessional- it doesn’t matter what your job is, be a professional. It shows what type of person you are.

There you have it. Those are a few of the main things that bother me to no end. What are some of your pet peeves?

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22 thoughts on “My Pet Peeves

  1. I have a laundry list, too! Some of mine are:
    1. Constantly pressing the accelerator instead of maintaining speed.
    2. Asking my advice, but then coming back to me after taking someone else’s bad advice that backfired on you.
    3. Repeating myself!
    4. (This should be #1) Hearing people talk about others when they know NOTHING about them! SHUT UP!

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    1. #’s 2, 3, and 4 need to be added to my list lol. #3 goes right with interrupting me from my list. If i get interrupted, I feel like i need to start over so you understand what im saying.

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    1. Oh yes! Thats my husband’s pet peeve. He feels that if you’ve arrived on time, you’re late. If you’ve arrived 15 minutes early, you’re on time. Thats why if i dont have to go with him, I stay home brcause we end uo arriving on time and he doesnt like that. Lol I think thats his military training.

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      1. In my case, I just want to be on time. I don’t have to be anywhere too early. One of my family members always gets ready last minute, so we’re always at least 30 minutes late for things.

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  2. Yes me as your other BFF I’ll keep smacking even though I don’t do it as often as kat. My biggest pet peeve is when someone says they are going to do something and don’t do it or when I have my mind set on doing something one way and someone tries to change it. Ughhhhhhh my God gets on my nerves!

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  3. Hi Miriam Bad parking is popular in DC. You drive around for hours trying to find a spot and all the spots that look available are too small because people purposedly did not park correctly. Another thing is parking so close to me that I can’t even get my son into the car seat correctly. So annoying!

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    1. I’ve had that happen where they parked to close. I literally had to hold the baby and Anthony backed the car out so we could put Jia in her car seat. The nerve of some people.

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  4. I rock some pretty sweet dreadlocks – in bigger cities no one looks twice. Whenever I visited my po-dunk hometown though, people in the grocery store line, the video store – everywhere come up and touch them!! Freaking at least ask me first! I feel you.

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    1. They’re walking up to a complete stranger and TOUCHING THEIR HAIR! What I don’t get is why people think this is okay? When I was pregnant with my baby Jia, a lady touched my belly while in the grocery store. So I poked her stomach so she knew what it felt like. It made me cringe
      It made me so uncomfortable to have touched an unknown person with out their permission. She thought it was funny 😐. My dumb plan backfired.

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