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I have a lot of pet peeves.

I have so many pet peeves that I should have a peeve zoo. I spend a fortune on Peeve-kibble for all of these pet peeves. I am the Doctor Doolittle of pet peeves.

The fact is that I have the number of pet peeves a 90-year-old man could have. I might as well spend my days standing on my front porch, screaming at anyone who dares to touch my front lawn and hollering about the level that the neighbor kid’s pants often hang.

Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I’m irrational and should let some of these pet peeves go, set them free into their natural peeve environment.

More likely, though, it is all other people’s fault. People can be incredibly obnoxious.

I guess I can’t entirely blame people. They don’t know when they are doing something that is setting off my peeve-alert. They…

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  1. It is nice to know that I’m not the only one who felt the need to rant about pet peeves this week.

    As for the “Buddy” thing, we used to joke about that at my old job. We felt that people who called other people by such names…(Buddy, Pal, Bro)…were often being disrespectful…especially when they take THAT tone. So we made a game of trying to come up with cheesy one word nicknames to call each other. (Favorites included Chief, Sport, Champ and Buckaroo). 😉


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