major pet peeves
when i am standing in front of the elevator, clearly waiting for it, and someone comes up and pushes the elevator button. why thank you, i was just standing here admiring the paint job.
lateness - people who are perpetually and chronicly late. my mother is one of them, so when i was little, i was always 15-20 minutes late, if not more, to everything. this included my 6 year birthday party. i dreaded walking through the door and having all eyes on me, which is pretty much a shy kid's worst nightmare. now people who are late, are they not implying that their time is more important than yours, and it is no big deal if you're left waiting around, wasting time? i think it's rude.
ps, i'm 90% sure i saw the killers outside their hotel last night. brandon is tiny, and waved at us twice. so cute.
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i apologize for being one of your pet peevers lately... i seemed to be late every time i was in nyc. and in finland. except when i was to pick you up at the airport where i was a whole day early...
my pp's are toilet seats which are poorly assembled so that once you sit down the lid smacks you in the back...
nonsense, you weren't late at all in finland.
ummmm...i'm chronically late. OOOPS.
it's the reason why i never went to class...i HATE being late to shit like that. oh, and i'm super anal about the airport. i just about flipped out when i woke up late.
it's just so hard to be on time, though. ugh.
no need to be so harsh - you are on time sometimes!
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