Ok so I was going for a title like “You know what grinds my gears” in honor of my homeboy Peter Griffin and this weaksauce of a title was what I came up with. Anyways enough of that, on to what rusts my steel:
So everyone has certain things that get them hot under the collar, crimson faced and gives them the sudden talent to throw every curse or expletive word they know and throw them into a sentence, that makes sense. We all have them, I am talking about pet peeves. Things that just agitate us to the core, either because they are frustrating things to deal with or just annoying! They can stem from situations we find ourselves in, to the people around us to just dumb things we do ourselves. Mine are a combination of the three, so without further delay, here is top dog pet peeves:
Slow walkers: Have you ever been late for class, doing your best Olympic speed walking impersonation to get there, but get stuck behind a bunch of people wearing cement shoes? Now I am not talking about people with medical conditions that cause slow walking, but normal healthy people who walk as if they know they are annoying the people behind them. These kinds of people seem to stick together in packs and like to appear anytime you need to get anywhere in a short time and seem to walk on both sides of the hallways in large frequencies at the same time, which is usually 5 minutes after you needed to be to class. Now I understand not everyone is always in a rush to get somewhere, but when I am walking ridiculously slow I know am, so how can you not! Then there are the people who like to just stop suddenly for no reason in front of you in the hallways because they are obviously too important to worry about the flow of traffic behind them. Like how Fruit Loops helps make a complete breakfast, nothing makes my day complete until I have the pleasure of being stuck behind these kinds of individuals.
Stupid Chirpers : Those fellow athletes reading this, knows what I am talking about. Those people who try so hard to s*hit talk during competition but absolutely suck at it. Chirping is a skill, used to either throw off an opponent, or just show them that you don’t quite like the cut of their jig. Now with that being said there are some good chirpers and there are some really, really bad chirpers out there, no in between exists, you either have the witty tongue or you don’t. So with having the last name HISCOCK on the back of my jersey made me an easy target when it came to being chirped, like come on it is quite obvious. I have been the victim of some good chirps and also the subject of some rather ridiculously god awful chirps, let me give you an one example. Semi-Finals of my highschool hockey playoffs and we are playing one of the best teams in the province in Grand River Collegiate. I am lined up for a faceoff outside the blueline, in front of their bench, with my back turned to them. So I was ready for something to be said and from their bench and I hear this, ” You suck,you Hiscock, you.” What do you say to that? It was the weakest chirp I have ever had directed my way, like with a lastname like mine and thats the best you can think of? People who try to be funny in situations like this and aren’t not only embarrass their teams, they embarrass themselves more importantly. Showing that sometimes the best diss is to shut up and the let person diss themselves by opening their mouths!
Non Shovelers: That would be those all important people who own houses and cars and feel that there is no need for them to shovel the stretch of sidewalk in front of their house. Just because they don’t use it does not mean others don’t! And from walking to and from school (all of 5 minutes albeit, but walking none the less!) has become sometimes more of a challenge than anything. You are forced to make a decision, walk on fresh powder thus soaking your socks and freezing your feet, or risking traffic and walking on the road. Many people I see outside choose to contend with the prospect of being the victim of a hit and run, rather then freeze all the little piggies on their feet. I am with them on this, I would rather get hit by a vehicle then have cold feet, talk about uncomfortable! I thought that by owning a house your responsibility to the community was at the least to clean your sidewalk off for pedestrians to have a place to stumble! Apparently I am wrong on this one, meaning I either need to get a shovel out or hope for no more snow!
Well there you have just a few of my pet peeves, I don’t know if it would be good to air everything that ‘rusts my steel’ so to speak. And if i end up walking to school on Tuesday on the snow covered sidewalks, behind slow walking people making frequent stops all while making dumb last name jokes, I will think twice about sharing anymore of my agitations.
February 17, 2008
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