I used to have shared cubicle space with an ice cruncher. She even brought ice in from home to work, all day long, every day.
I don’t even like the computer game solitaire because of the sound of shuffling cards. Shuffling cards once is ok, but when you get all OCD and start shuffling them over and over, that’s enough.
Some people never learned how to chew gum and I’m assuming they are just as bad at eating food, or they crunch ice. Blowing a bubble then inverting it into your mouth as you pop is several times
This goes along with ice crunching, but there are some people who sound like they are eating rocks no matter what the food type is. The sound rattles around their skull until it sounds like they are breaking off their teeth at the gum line. Sometimes, you can hear people eating beans and the sound of the bean paste sticking to their teeth.
They have a great feel and feedback, but they sounds like marbles being spilled on a tile floor. It doesn’t matter if they are a great typist or a hunt and pecker, both are equally annoying.
Hearing someone speak who has a dry mouth is probably one of the worst sounds anyone can make. It’s even more tortuous is the person is speaking in front of a large crowd and is using a microphone.
When you travel it’s nice to stop off somewhere for a quick bite to eat. However fast food has become more and more disgusting as I grow older. These are two that I have a soft spot for. The sad thing is more and more Long John Silver’s are disappearing. While I’m not a fan of hybrid restaurants I think they could do better to draw in more foodies. For instance, take the batter from Long John Silver’s and infuse it with KFC’s 11 herbs and spices. Take a couple of fish planks cover it in mash potatoes and gravy for a nice Irish fisherman’s pie. The possibilities are endless!
If you are in a parking lot with many open spaces, find someone getting in or out of their car and attempt to park in the space next to them. Try to look as inconvenienced as possible. If you see them trying to pull through the lane in front of them, back into that spot.
What is the fastest you feel comfortable driving? To me it depends on the vehicle. In my current car I can look down and not realize that I’m going 90mph because of the smoothness. However, in my 1991 Honda Civic I got up to 120mph and it felt like the paint was shaking off. Sometimes keeping up with the flow of traffic even feels dangerous.
Typically I hover around 75 to 80mph, but there is always that one guy who’s in a hurry. I mean, I’m going 90mph and they are right there on my bumper. I can’t even see their headlights. That is, until they start swerving over the lines to get my attention in the side mirrors that I’m going too slow for them. I’m getting to the point where I move to the far right hand lane and set the cruise control and enjoy the increased gas mileage. It’s a bonus if you can draft behind a 18 wheeler.
Those dreams are dashed as soon as you run up on someone doing 10 mph under. Then you have to release the cruise control and manually work the gas pedals and try to merge into the concrete jet stream of cars so you can get back to your coefficient drag.
The mid and end credit scenes are really just a way to get you to read all the names of the people who made the movie. That, and see job titles didn't know existed. You will then wonder how much an assistant food dolly gripper makes and if it's the right career movie at this point in your life.
The end credit scenes have never been so good that it makes it worth the wait, and yet I still watch them all. Just leave the theater! Then go read a fanboy website that will explain and or theorize what it all means. Then hear them rant about people are bandwagon fans and they didn't read the comics growing up. Well, you are right, I was too busy pitching no hitters and hitting home runs in little league when I was a kid. Now I can just watch the movie.
When I was a new dad many years ago and my wife went out with her friends for an evening without endless crying, feedings and more poop than she cared to look at. It was also helpful to have an evening away from the newborn as well. Someone would inevitably chime in with, "Ah, doing a little babysitting eh?". Well, no, this is my child, do you not remember? They are my responsibility too. Believe it or not, men know how to take care of children.
Have extra stuff laying around your house? Why don’t you try to make a few bucks online by selling it? How about donating it for a tax write off? How about neither, just throw it in the garbage. Sometimes that’s the best choice.
People want stuff for free. You post an item and they offer you half of your asking price. If you offer a free item then they will want you to deliver it. Better yet, they will want you to pay them to take it off your hands. Selling on eBay or Amazon has become a hassle. By the time you pay all the seller fees, merchant fees, and postage, you are left with about half of what the item is worth.
This is a better option. Let other people look through your bags of unwanted items and they can throw it way. The tax write off is barely worth it. For kids clothes, give it to friends or family, they will be responsible for throwing it in the trash now.
Unless you want Goodwill throwing your stuff way you can save them the trouble. Leave it visible on trash day and people will pick it from the rubbish like mining for treasure.