365: Trimming is Necessary

Confession: I hate trimming my fingernails. 

Confession: I hate long fingernails. 

Confession: I hate chewed fingernails. 

Sigh. I have to trim my finger nails because it's the least of all evils. I trim them about once a week. If I could wish them to stay one length at all times and never grow I would totally do it. It's one of my biggest pet peeves. Sigh.

Pet peeve: Bi-polar climate controlling

I was just thinking about this the other day and thought it would be a good post. 

I hate when people act like bi-polar maniacs with climate control. Here's what I mean...

Example 1: It's a very hot day. We've been outside doing outdoorsy things where it is very hot. We come inside. SOMEONE acts like they may die of a heatstroke. SOMEONE turns every fan in the house on FULL BLAST and cranks the air conditioning down to -10. I immediately morph into some kind of X-Men who's only power is to turn into a frozen Popsicle. 20 minutes later SOMEONE says "DANG! It's cold in here." No shit. How about next time you try sitting down quietly for a few minutes and working through the cooling down system your body was so naturally graced with at birth? Stop. Being. A. Spaz.

Example 2 (I hate this one even more): I am another person's car. It's a bit chilly in the car so I either A. request a heat adjustment (if I don't know the person well enough to take matters into my own hands--or can't reach the controls) or B. reach over and adjust the temperature slightly. EMPHASIS ON SLIGHTLY. In situation A, the spaztastic driver turns the dial to the complete other end of the temperature dial & turns the air/heat on FULL BLAST. I mean really? I said I was a little chilly. I did not say hypothermia was setting in and death was imminent. CALM DOWN. Situation B is the worst possible pet peeve of all the scenarios. If I'm feeling a little chilly and I reach over and adjust the temperature gauge a hair, that is not an indication that I need you to reach over and turn it all the way to the opposite end and turn it up full blast. If I was not timid enough to touch your shit, this is not merely a signal that I wish to have my hair blown back by your far superior temperature adjusting skills, but really, a slight shift in temperature was all I desired. Again...Stop. Being. A. Spaz.

 

Please Note: I NEVER look this happy with my hair whipping back and forth.

Moral of the story? Moderation is key. And patience. Eventually the temperature will even out. No need to take drastic measures.

A Short Rant About Lateness

I hate when people are late. More specifically, I hate when people are late and other people are waiting on them. It irritates me to no end.

I have had some friends at different points in my life that were chronically late. I'm talking 10 minutes (or sometimes more) nearly every time we would meet. And of course, not wanting to rude and inconsiderate of their time I couldn't bring myself to factor in an extra 10 minutes knowing they would be late because what if they weren't and they were waiting on me??? And every time they would be late there would be some lame excuse and "omg, it totally wasn't my fault." Right, it never is.

Here's the bottom line when people are late: when you are late (particularly chronically) you are basically saying to the person/people waiting on you that your time is more important than their time and obviously you had nothing better to do than wait on them.

Whether it's 10 minutes or a freaking half an hour (seriously, I've had some people who are consistently 30 MINUTES LATE) I think, you know...I could have used that extra time to sleep in, work on homework, finish doing something, or hell, just lay on the couch and relax! But instead I'm sitting here waiting on YOU. Luckily I'm pretty prepared and usually have a book in my purse or something creative I can come up with to do, but the point is, I shouldn't have to! Whatever you are doing is NOT more important than what I was doing when I budgeted my time wisely so I could meet you at the appointed time!

So people, please remember this when you are planning on meeting up with someone in the future. Not everyone likes to wait on you.