I got a couple of pet peeves that just irritate the bejeesus out of me. I wrote about one of them before actually.
One pet peeve of mine is when I am walking down the street and some random dude takes it upon himself to say to me, "Smile." Smile?! Dude you don't know me. If I wanted to smile I'd be smiling. Am I supposed to just walk around all day every day with a goofy ass grin on my face? Uh, no! So word to the wise, if you see me walking down the street and I'm not smiling, keep it moving or else there may be a situation. Men, let me give you a peice of advice, we women never like it when you tell us to smile. Never. That makes the hairs on the back of our neck raise. Well, maybe just my hairs but you get the point. Just keep it moving to be on the safe side mkay?
Second pet peele is someone spitting on the ground. I've mentioned this one before. That crap makes my skin crawl. UGH! I think I'm going to bitch slap the next person that spits on the ground around me.
You ever have one of those days were everyone around you just make it their mission to tap dance on your last nerve?
