A few pet peeves that impede progress.
MCKNOTES ON DRIVING CRAZY
My title was the nice way of saying it. I really meant driving ME crazy. I’m not a fanatic about rules, even though there’s a reason behind most of them. Where in the book does it say that if two cars arrive at an intersection at the same time, one of the cars should take on the role of traffic director? I seem to recall that the first car to arrive goes first, and if you both arrive at the same time, the car on the right goes first. If you’re going straight, you have the right of way, and the person turning in front of your lane should yield.
I think people are trying to be nice, but wouldn’t it be better if everybody observed the rules? That way, there’d be no surprises. By the way, the left lane is the passing lane, not the right lane. If you can’t remember the rules, try using a bit of common sense. Failing that, how about uncommon sense?
And while I’m at it, I might as well get some other pet peeves out of my system. If you’re in line to check out at the grocery store and the clerk is ringing up your items, go ahead and find your checkbook in your purse. If you’re going to count out pennies, at least get your change purse out. I spend more time in line than I do in the aisles. You can actually fill out your check and leave the amount blank until the clerk rings up your order. I really don’t want to spend my golden years in a checkout line.
If you meet a friend in aisle five, please stay to one side or the other rather than blocking the entire aisle. It’s just polite to be aware of who is behind you and who is coming from the other direction. When in doubt, try using the time honored phrase, “excuse me.”
I know what you’re thinking. Why don’t I say excuse me to let the people know I need to pass by and continue my shopping. I don’t mind that, but the reason I go to the grocery store is to shop. I realize I have an unusual situation. My voice is in my pocket, so it’s not always convenient to excuse myself when I haven’t done anything wrong.
I have more pet peeves. I don’t like it when people park in the handicapped spot and then get out of their vehicle and walk briskly into the store. I never park in the handicap spot. I don’t have a sticker and don’t want one. But the sticker is designed to work for the advantage of the handicapped person. If they’re not with you, you need to park with the rest of us. I know it can be frustrating to see an abundance of empty handicapped spaces, but that doesn’t mean they’re up for grabs.
I think in an early edition of my blog I complained about cell phones, but the time will come when the law is on my side. Cell phones are a distraction. Oprah knows this and has yelled it at the television cameras on numerous occasions. And texting seems just silly to me. Is it really easier to thumb type your message instead of speaking it?
I don’t like really loud tables at restaurants. I’m glad people are having a good time, but really, can’t you enjoy your meal a bit more quietly?
O.K. I’ll shut up, dear reader. I know you think that I complain about everything. Well that’s just not true; I really like chocolate. I just think it’s nice to be aware of the fact that other people need the same facilities you are using. Just be aware. That’s not too much to ask.