Sunday, 10 February 2008

What Irks You?

What things annoy you or really irritate you? Sometimes I find its the little things that annoy me, like other people leaving the lids off toothpaste or leaving marmite and jam pots sticky, or sitting on a park bench before realizing that some moron has left chewing gum that has stuck to your clothes. (A devil to get out of material of any kind.)
One of the silly things that truly irritates me, is when I see a man who is bald, straining and greasing half a dozen or so hairs over his bald pate. To do this he has to part what hair he has just above one ear and stick it down with grease. If he is lucky it sticks like glue to his head but if its windy it stands up like a cock's comb. I subconsciously feel the need to snip off the offending strands with a pair of scissors. Why would a bald man need to do this? What is wrong with being bald?

My boss in my second part time job, is so indignant if anyone sits on a table and has trained us not to do this but if anyone of us needs to go to a training session or lecture and the tutor happens to be sitting on a table whilst talking, we are all uncomfortably neurotic about it!

I am asking my family what irritates them.
Kaiko my daughter in law, had been living with us for two months and apparently suffered the most excruciating irritation without saying a word. (Typical Japanese.) Then one day she asked if I had an oil can for the squeaky living room door. No one else had noticed it was squeaky. It was a kind of family squeak that was so familiar that our ears didn't register the sound. It was easily remedied and she asked if she could oil the children's bedroom door too!  Another squeak that had gone unnoticed.

Sam says he doesn't like public snogging! This reply has amazed me as he did his fair share when he was a younger! The reserve of the Japanese culture must have rubbed off on him after all those years he spent in that country!

Harry says that he can't think of anything that annoys him, (except me, sometimes!) However, the rest of the family thinks it would be easier to list the things that DON'T annoy him!

I really could write a book about my irritations but graffiti must come really high up on my list. Why is it that every inner city in Britain seems to have this problem? Surely this is as antisocial as housebreaking, car theft or shoplifting. So why isn't something done about it? When these little vandals get  caught, what happens? An ASBO more than likely. They are like trophies to teenagers! I would like to see  graffiti hooligans scrubbing off their "work" with nothing more than a toothbrush and a bucket of soapy water. That would take the smirk off their faces! 
Bonfires are another of my pet hates! it is so annoying when thick, grey smoke engulfs a small city garden like mine, usually on a nice day when I've put the washing out. Fortunately this does not often happen as I think my neighbours know how I feel.

I get pretty mad with the Government for a whole range of things but is it really true what the papers were saying recently, that a man in England was claiming social benefit for his four wives! What?! We're not even allowed to have four wives or husbands in this country so why should we be taxed to pay for other peoples'? When in Rome do as the Roman's do, I always say! I respect the laws of other countries so why shouldn't other people, when they are here?

I do realize that by now I might have offended some one with these views & they really are only my views for what they are worth. However, if you are sitting on a table, with strands of greased down hair across your head, and have more than one wife or husband, who loves squeaky doors, kissing in public, a lover of graffiti and planning your next bonfire, then I am truly sorry!


elizabethm said...

I am with you on the bald head and the strands, uugh. I am also quite unreasonably irritated by yelling across the street, as practised by teenage girls, crying "Ohmigod" at each other from the pavement.

Casdok said...

Oh yes the bald head!

david mcmahon said...

I'm trying to think but there's really nothing that irritates me much.

Maybe my middle name is Tolerant!

the mother of this lot said...

Most of the things my kids do irritate me!

Thanks for the tip-off about David's blog.

GoneBackSouth said...

Funny but the strand-combing thing does nothing for me at all. But people throwing their fag-ends out of their car window ... now that really makes my blood boil. And people stomping through my house in muddy shoes. Pigs!!!

Beryl Ament said...

Thanks for visiting my blog and leaving some kind comments. I've been searching for blogs by English women "of a certain age" and though I found a couple of men, I hadn't had much luck with women. So I am glad to make your acquaintance: it looks like you have some interesting links too.

As for what irritates me, I nominate those customer "service" representatives who do not serve you at all, are downright unfriendly–and end the conversation with, "Is there anything else I can do for you today" Grr!

Expatmum said...

There is an "irritation" gene in my family and we cannot stand any kind of loud eating. Slurping, crunching, swallowing, gulping - you name it, we all dive for the nearest radio to cover up the noises. It makes things very difficult for the in-laws and they all think we are a bunch of nutters.

Maggie May said...

elizabethm ..... yes, that IS annoying too, I agree.

Don't mind bald heads, but not with a few strands over the top!

DavidM ....... That is a blessing indeed. no irritations1

The M of this lot ..... well yes, some of the time1

gonebacksouth .. fag ends out of car windows should have been on my list!

Beryl Ament ... welcome to the blog!
Yes, customer service reps are a problem & call centres & help lines with no humans at the other end!

Expatmum ........ noisy eaters, yes. Do you know? I now realize I have an irritable gene too! Had to laugh at this one!

david mcmahon said...

Forgot to say, here in Oz we call the baldness disguise a ``comb-over''!!

Maggie May said...

DavidM......... I've heard of a make over or a sleep over but never a comb over!

GoneBackSouth said...

I have left you the "Keep Up The Good Work" award!

Vienna for Beginners said...

It's also called a comb over in the US! :-) I feel really sorry for the guy when I see one. I had a great-uncle with a barely visible one (nothing much left), and I can still see him, flipping it over with the flick of his comb. Very practised.
Click here for some funny comb-over-cartoons!

It irritates me to no end when I spend valuable time with chores I don't need to do instead of staying with the task that has a deadline!

david mcmahon said...

Aye, we all have squeaky doors, and they're all comfortable background sounds!

Retiredandcrazy said...

Thank you for the totally undeserved reward. I am honoured.

What (or, more to the point, who) irks me? The answer to that is easy it is the tendy young jet setter driving an Alpha who I accidentally backed into this morning.

I had a car full of children on the way to ski lessons, passed a parking space, glanced in my mirror to see that there was a car coming, but he could stop, backed only to find he was right up my backside.

I had inflicted a tiny, tiny dent in his Alpha logo which you could only see because the dirt had been scrapped off, but you would have thought the end of the world had come.

I let him dance around a bit while I calmly got the children dressed in their mitts and helmets, by then he had calmed down a bit and I gave him my business card. I expect I will receive a call from the police later today!