Things I don't understand...

[Peaches]

When did sandwiches stop being sandwich size, and start becoming football size?

Why do seemingly pefectly able-bodied people, who appear to be in something of a hurry, stop to press the button for the handicapped door? And then either stand there (blocking other people) while it slowly opens, or then proceed to push it open anyway?

Why is it that some people cannot walk in a straight line? I'm not talking about changing course to avoid something, I mean just drifting in one direction or another?

Why do people (who know each other) walking down the sidewalk, abreast, feel it necessary to stop RIGHT THEN, RIGHT THERE to continue the conversation that had, up until that point, seemed to be progressing just fine whilst walking?

Why do some people feel it absolutely necessary to swing their arms while walking in such a way as to become weapons to anyone walking nearby? I'm talking about side-to-side swinging (instead of front to back), with a goodly amount of force and velocity behind the swinging, such that it appears that the person is levering themselves down the street?

When did things in the (ostensibly) customer service field stop being about customer service? If someone wants a sanwich that isn't wrapped up with a freaking pickle, is it really that difficult to cut bread, smear stuff, arrange fixins? Why would one have to wait 20 minutes for that, when the bread is available?


(Adventures in procuring lunch...)

 

[DrDoug]

I wouldn't say you're a shoo-in for "Andy Rooney Impersonator of the Year", but you've certainly got my vote.

 

[delamusica]

Um - bad day, dear?

 

[fascination]

peaches...you are the best

 

[pygmalion]

Why is it that some people cannot walk in a straight line? I'm not talking about changing course to avoid something, I mean just drifting in one direction or another?

And why do some drivers not drive in a straight line, but, rather, swerve madly from side to side, from one extreme of their lane to the other?

And why do so many drivers swing out to the right when making a left turn (or left when making a right turn?)

And why do so many otherwise perfectly safe drivers come to a full and complete stop before making a right turn (from a 55 MPH highway :shock Do they not know that they're taking their lives into their own hands?

And why do so many people drive well under the speed limit in the left (aka passing ) lane?

And why do slow-moving road construction trucks drive two-abreast on a two-lane highway?

(Adventures on my homeward commute )

 

[Peaches]

Um - bad day, dear?

That's what happens when I wait until 2:30 to go get lunch (blood sugar dropping), right after meeting with my boss which renders a month of work pointless. lol. Now do you see why I'm so much happier living out in the sticks? I just don't do well in cities.

Actually, only some of the things annoyed me. The others (sandwich size, people stopping to push a button to open a door they could easily and quickly open themselves) are just some observations. It's amusing, in a "stupid human trick" sort of way.

 

[Peaches]

(Adventures on my homeward commute )

I feel your pain. I'm so glad I don't drive to work anymore. I did that for one year, and it really scared me when I realized that I completely understood and sympathised with road rage.

 

[Peaches]

I wouldn't say you're a shoo-in for "Andy Rooney Impersonator of the Year", but you've certainly got my vote.

You know what really grinds my gears?!?!

OK, different commentator. The Andy Rooney comparison has been made before, and I'm sure it will be mad again at some point in my future.

 

[Joe]

Are you diabetic?

 

[Peaches]

No. Hypoglycemia kind of runs in my mom's side of the family, though. So if I'm not careful and don't eat (or eat the wrong things, which really screws me over) I get cranky, then generally weak-feeling, then shaky. I've only let it get past that point once, which is when I become mentally slow and somewhat confused, and sick to my stomach.

 

[fascination]

No. Hypoglycemia kind of runs in my mom's side of the family, though. So if I'm not careful and don't eat (or eat the wrong things, which really screws me over) I get cranky, then generally weak-feeling, then shaky. I've only let it get past that point once, which is when I become mentally slow and somewhat confused, and sick to my stomach.

I have this too and I think you have hit the nail upon the head...and of course the caffeine...when you combine all of that with annoying people and stress over time...everyone who isn't you ends up looking like an idiot....sometimes my family just looks at me like, must you have a spasm over everything?...Incidentally, I think I am making modest progress...but sometimes it is truly astounding how socially unconscious some folks are...I really think it is a result of folks becoming too isolated and tied to non-relational activities, so that when they actually are out and about they have honed no skills with which to intereact...I try to remind myself that then is precisely when it would be best if I could manage to be civilized ...but I generally have to have a fit about it afterward, lol

 

[cornutt]

And why do so many people drive well under the speed limit in the left (aka passing ) lane?

I noticed that while I was out your way a few weeks ago. I think that's kind of unique to Dallas, as I haven't seen it so much anywhere else I've driven. For instance, I've spent tons of time in Houston, and I've never observed that behavior there.

It's funny, actually. I learned to drive in Chattanooga, Tennessee, in the mid-70s. At the time Chattanooga had some really screwed-up highways; Interstate 24 running through town was notorious for its tight, twisty on-ramps which just dumped you into the traffic with no merge lane. The surface streets had no coordinated traffic lights; traffic was gridlock at rush hour. Street naming and signage was highly inconsistent. Plus, Chattanooga has some major geographical boundaries -- the Tennessee River and Missionary Ridge cut the city into sectors, and all this tends to force traffic onto a few major roads.

The first time I took a business trip to Los Angeles, in the mid-'80s, I was with a co-worker. I volunteered to drive, which my co-worker was highly surprised about. I explained about learning to drive in Chattanooga, and that LA traffic wasn't really any worse, there was just more of it. I drove all week and we had no problems.

 

[Peaches]

Oh boy. Definitely not just a Dallas thing. We've got the same deal up by me. Crap it's annoying.

Oh, and we've also got tons of on-ramps with no merge areas. I don't get it. Highways zoned at 65mph (people usually do 70-85), and they've got this little short on-ramps with no merge areas whatsoever. And they build curbs/guard rails right there, so you can't even fudge it. Bizarre.

 

[tangotime]

Peaches

Now tell us how you REALLY feel !!

 

[Peaches]

Be careful what you wish for! ;-)

I think it's funny that, depending on how/what context people know me, I'm generally identified as either "quiet" (work--I'm referred to by some as "the little quiet girl") or "feisty" (usually by people who are spouting some anachronistic nonsense about women and their roles).