101 Pet peeves

A while ago I started #101petpeeves on my Twitter where I list things I find really annoying and/or hard to stand. RELAX I'm not actually going to come up with 101 things, but here goes a few (including those on my Twitter). The order doesn't classify their degree of annoyance.

• People who write 'lol': Firstly, there ought to be at least one capital letter in there since it's an abbreviation of laughing out loud. Secondly, you're not really laughing out loud so don't write it (in abbreviated or any form). Thirdly, simply writing lol makes whatever you say before or after 10 times less intelligent. What's wrong with writing haha? (Then again I write XD a lot, which is almost just as bad)
• People who 'likes' things on Facebook: Especially people who like statuses. Even though it's a great ego boost when people 'like' your status, you know they don't really like what you're saying/doing. It's more like they want to acknowledge your status, whether it's "I just had a steak" or "Ryan Gigg is an [insert degrading noun of your choice]". What's the point? People who 'like' everything on their newsfeed should be banned.
• Incorrect use of it's an its: Actually any grammatical error make my eyes hurt. This may be my production editor days talking but they really do annoy the heck out of me. (I know, I know, I make them too)
• Tourists: Sorry, but 2 years of living in London genuinly justifies this. I just can't stand their 10x10 metres foldout maps, their "comfortable" shoes, their slow motion walking pace in the underground and the lists goes on. Most of all I can't stand their general noob-ness. Let me just put it out there that I strongly dislike tourists on the tube, but above all; Spanish tourists in the tube.
• The ending sequence at news programmes: I always feel so awkward for the broadcaster when he awkwardly fixes his notes or pretending to fix something on the laptop at the very end of the programme. It's even worse when there are two of them, and they have to pretend to talk to each other or awkwardly stare at each other. Once it was actually so bad I had to make myself not watch the TV screen. (OCD much?)
• Interviewers asking stupid and/or obvious questions: (Oh dear, the Oscars are full of them.) I hate standardised questions (questions that have been asked 1000s times already) and I hate questions that have obvious answers -"When you started doing this film, did you ever think it would become this massive?" Well obviously! Even if he/she actually thought so he's not going to tell you is he?! Or just really awkward questions - "Why don't you like hugs?"
• Pictures of oneself/girlfriend/children as cellphone background picture: I get that you obviously love whoever person on the picture but you seriously don't need to see that person's face everytime you do something on your phone. It's awful and it's tacky.

Love,
Tiffany

My superpower

Rant #1 of 1000s.

So, the other day I was going to drive with my dad (which is going pretty well btw), but before we did, my dad just had to the grocery store nearby. It was a Wednesday afternoon alright, so why were there so many people? I don't even...whatever. (Which movie?!) So you got the situation: only 2 cashiers are open and the lines are too long. You go and queue at the seemingly shortest line (you even did some investigation to see which one is the shortest) and it magically turns into the slowest.

Actually the lines were not that long in this case, I was just really eager on driving. I did a quick check on the both lines, ok we were not going to stand behind that lady with the trolley overloaded with catfood, dirt and god knows what. So it was the other line then. You probably don't know this but I'm the THE master of choosing the wrong queue. It's like my superpower or something.

What was wrong this time? Newbie at the cashier. I'm usually very understanding of new staff (when I'm in a good mood) but this girl was extremely.....................new. I know it's difficult in the beginning (I've been there myself) and everything's new but this girl was something exra alright. She had to ask the other guy like every other second: Oh what does this mean? I did this but it's not right. Oh I pushed the wrong button. The scanner doesn't work. Bladdiblabladdibla!

I started to wonder how on earth they could hire someone so (obviously) unqualified. There must be 1000s of unemployed teenagers in Malmö. I mean I am freaking one of them! It's really hard to get a part-time job here and you basically have to have trillion years of experience in whatever if they are even gonna consider you for the job. I'm not personally attacking this girl, for all I know she might be the best cashier today, but it's intriguing. How does employment processes really work?

Peace out,
Tiffany