Trying to paint a room and you find that one gallon isn’t enough, but an extra quart is 95% more than you need. Then you figure you can’t waste it, so you use it to paint a closet which no one will ever see.
Usually it is shifting into Reverse while gliding out of the driveway.
The person behind me in a checkout standing as close as they can and breath down your neck. Now I appear rude and keep my cart behind me to ward off the pushy breathers. Achoo!
The driver that gets in the outer lane of a double left turn lane light and then ignores the left turn there and proceeds forward to turn at the next light, then blows their horn when I attempt to get in the left turn lane (at the proper time) and almost collide because one doesn’t expect a moron there. Grrrr
That's why I come to bed with a couple of Advils and say here honey she says what r those for I say you said you had a head ache she says no i don't then i say drop um we are getting busy
Those cars with the loud boom boxes.
Mike Huckabee.
Dude ... you got issues.
Have a good one.
On to your question. People who run stop signs. Back in 1991 I had a Moron do that to me with an 18 wheeler tailgating me at the same time. To make a long story short God blessed me with the few injuries that I did have but I still suffer from some of them.
BTW, whenever I see a school bus driver run a stop sign I phone the school system and report them to their supervisor.
There is a guy on the radio by the name of Earl Pitts. Every day he has a short one minute or so radio program that always begins with “Ya’ know what makes me sick?” It’s usually one of the highlights of my day at work.
The movie “Southland Tales” I’m still mentally damaged from trying to understand it.
shovel ready
Urban people who drive a battered car, but invest lots of money in a deep-bass stereo. The licence plate brackets will tremble, and any plastic part.
Many of them are crazy enough to think this display makes them important —I mean, people LOOK, right? They wouldn’t look at a WEAK man, no~~~! So the driver is often looking around in order to check if he’s succeeding in making people look at him.
It’s similar to a gorilla dragging a big branch, or throwing straw in the wind in one of those displays of territoriality.
I think this strange driving ceremony fills the foolish driver with a rare sense of being for once able to control his environment.
If they like music, fine, why do they have to play it for EVERYONE? If we’re in a financial crisis these are the first people who should be preyed on for tickets.
Political gear grinders:
People who think you are racist because you didn’t vote for Obama, when you know THEY are racist because the only reason they voted for him was his color.
Silly women who used to gush over Al and Tipper. (yes I know thats old but it still grinds my gears)
People who criticize Rush/Beck/Hannity when you know they never listened to them in their life.
Anytime Obama shows his sanctimonius face on TV and starts saying, “I ... I ... I ... “ - which is every speech.
The right to keep and bare arms. Makes me want to roll up my sleeves and shoot somebody.
A grown man with a sweater tied around his neck.
Number 2 would be check-out clerks who gab with the customer in front of you.
Number 1 is the check-out clerk who gabbed to the customers in front of me, one by one, about how wonderful it was that Odungbeetle was just elected. Everyone in that line but me was was all agog. I went through with a cold stare and she shut her trap up until I went through then she went back to liberal hysteria.
It was an awful awful day.
Vuvuzelas and the idiots who use them.
The one I hear all of the time is “There ya go!”
Idiots on bikes that blow right through stop signs. I usually try to hit them then act surprised.