1) I love my family. I really do. But I cannot wait until I move for law school on Saturday. I've gotten to the point where I have zero tolerance for just about everything. It's become a real case of, It's me. Not you. And I need to get the hell out of here.
2) I always forget how terrible packing is. Seriously. It seems all productive and sort of fun when you think about it. You get to go through all your clothes and play with packing tape. But then you start the actual act of packing and it's just about the worst thing ever. I think next time I'm hiring professional packers. I don't even know if those exist, but I'll find them.
3) I moved back home a month ago and JUST found my pair of beige wedges that were hidden in my boxes. I am going to wear the crap out of those for my last few days home.
4) The expressway driving practice has continued. I now no longer feel like upchucking into my glove compartment when I merge. Of course there is still the panic and excessive sweating that makes me want to change shirts before the next exit. Baby steps.
5) This is completely unrelated to my move, but there are way too many amazing shows on Netflix. I go through my queue and there are more shows listed there than I can feasibly watch in a lifetime. I know I shouldn't be stressed out by my Netflix queue, but I totally am.
6) Did I mention that I move in three days?? Whaaaaa????????
What's peeving you off today?
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday: Moving Edition
1. I have no idea how I have accumulated so much stuff. I thought that I didn't have that much, and then I started packing my boxes. Holy-pack-rat, I feel like my apartment should be featured on an episode of Hoarders. Especially my kitchen.
2. All this packing has stirred the dust that I probably should have gotten rid of weeks ago, and now I am itching, sneezing and generally unpleasant to be around. I also am pretty sure I've developed a rash inside my nose. Did you hear that?? INSIDE my nose. I disgust even myself.
3. The worst thing about packing is that there are SO many things I'd rather be doing. It is literally the last thing I want to do with my day, but it's not the sort of thing you can put off. Well, I guess you can, but if my mom comes here Thursday and sees a bunch of empty boxes I might not survive the night. And I like living -- it's pretty nice.
4. I'm going to have to vacuum before I leave, which is pretty much up there with packing and cleaning the refrigerator on the list of things I really, really don't want to do.
5. I am definitely having my mom clean the refrigerator.
Any of you guys moving? If so, I feel your pain!
2. All this packing has stirred the dust that I probably should have gotten rid of weeks ago, and now I am itching, sneezing and generally unpleasant to be around. I also am pretty sure I've developed a rash inside my nose. Did you hear that?? INSIDE my nose. I disgust even myself.
3. The worst thing about packing is that there are SO many things I'd rather be doing. It is literally the last thing I want to do with my day, but it's not the sort of thing you can put off. Well, I guess you can, but if my mom comes here Thursday and sees a bunch of empty boxes I might not survive the night. And I like living -- it's pretty nice.
4. I'm going to have to vacuum before I leave, which is pretty much up there with packing and cleaning the refrigerator on the list of things I really, really don't want to do.
5. I am definitely having my mom clean the refrigerator.
Any of you guys moving? If so, I feel your pain!
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday
1) My TV is out. This means no Grey's Anatomy finale. No How I Met Your Mother re-runs. No Sheldon Cooper. What is life?! Luckily I have all seven season of Gilmore Girls to tide me over until the maintenance man comes. I should thank my lucky Stars Hollow.
2) Lately, I've been having these annoying episodes where I get the spins but without the fun drinking that usually comes before. I know it probably has something to do with these delightful migraines that I've been having, but I would very much like it to stop. The spins is bad enough after a night out, but at least you did something fun before. These spins? Not so much.
3) You might remember that I watched the Les Miserables 25th Anniversary DVD earlier this week. Nick Jonas is one of the leads, and while I know it is a publicity stint to have a "big name", it still makes me want to dry heave into a potted plant.
4) With the above said, I could not approve more of Ramin Karmimloo as Enjorlas. I mean, just look at that face.
5) I have the world's most sensitive skin and every time I get my eyebrows done it looks like I got into a street brawl. I had them done this morning for graduation and my doorman full-on avoided eye contact when I got to my building. I must look shifty with half of my face blown up to twice its normal size.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday
1) I've been waking up with splitting migraines lately. This is so not a fun thing to have at seven in the morning, when you're trying to get ready for work. I dropped an entire carton of milk this morning because the room was spinning. Luckily the cap was still on. I don't even want to think about me trying to clean up that mess.
2) I also wake up a sweaty mess, because apparently my body doesn't like the ONE cover I sleep with. So, not only do I have a migraine, but I am clammy and probably smell like the backseat of a taxi. Sometimes, I even disgust myself.
3) Friday night the fire alarm went off repeatedly in my building, a random foreign man who wasn't Colin Firth was yelling up and down my floor and my neighbor decided to have a screaming match with her boyfriend at 2 in the morning. What even?!
4) Cilantro. I know a lot of you are probably cilantro lovers, but this herb should not exist. It infiltrates every single Thai or Mexican dish that I eat. It ALMOST ruined Chipotle for me. I ordered a burrito bowl with both the cilantro-lime rice and guacamole and nearly gagged. Holy-cilantro-hell.
5) I made 2 dozen cupcakes for a party that ended up having a grand total of four people. Guess who's been double fisting cookies n' cream cupcakes like she doesn't have a care in the world? Guess who also has been suffering from (not so) mysterious stomachaches?
2) I also wake up a sweaty mess, because apparently my body doesn't like the ONE cover I sleep with. So, not only do I have a migraine, but I am clammy and probably smell like the backseat of a taxi. Sometimes, I even disgust myself.
3) Friday night the fire alarm went off repeatedly in my building, a random foreign man who wasn't Colin Firth was yelling up and down my floor and my neighbor decided to have a screaming match with her boyfriend at 2 in the morning. What even?!
4) Cilantro. I know a lot of you are probably cilantro lovers, but this herb should not exist. It infiltrates every single Thai or Mexican dish that I eat. It ALMOST ruined Chipotle for me. I ordered a burrito bowl with both the cilantro-lime rice and guacamole and nearly gagged. Holy-cilantro-hell.
5) I made 2 dozen cupcakes for a party that ended up having a grand total of four people. Guess who's been double fisting cookies n' cream cupcakes like she doesn't have a care in the world? Guess who also has been suffering from (not so) mysterious stomachaches?
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday
1. My computer turned off by itself last night and then refused to turn on. I got it to work again, but I still had that paralyzing moment where I thought my computer was going to be dead the week of finals with all of my papers and presentations on it. Um, let's not do that, computer. Seriously. Let's not.
2. It's been raining like a b**** in Chicago lately. Rainy. Cold. It's like English weather, but without the accents. Or William and Kate. OR Colin Firth.
3. For graduation, my parents have reserved a limo so that my grandparents can easily get there. I understand the reasoning behind the limo - it makes good sense - but all I can think about is how I am going to look like some Kardashian climbing out of a limo on graduation. Bruce Jenner, where are you?!
4. I'm out of cereal. I usually eat oatmeal in the AM, but every time I come home with a box I eat it like I've never seen cereal before in my life. Kashi Go Lean, enter my bodyyyy!!! Guess I need to get another ridiculously overpriced $4.99 box at the grocery store. Yep. 5 dollar cereal. The underbelly of city living, friends.
5. Finals week. Enough said.
What's peeving you off lately? Vent in the comment section!
2. It's been raining like a b**** in Chicago lately. Rainy. Cold. It's like English weather, but without the accents. Or William and Kate. OR Colin Firth.
3. For graduation, my parents have reserved a limo so that my grandparents can easily get there. I understand the reasoning behind the limo - it makes good sense - but all I can think about is how I am going to look like some Kardashian climbing out of a limo on graduation. Bruce Jenner, where are you?!
4. I'm out of cereal. I usually eat oatmeal in the AM, but every time I come home with a box I eat it like I've never seen cereal before in my life. Kashi Go Lean, enter my bodyyyy!!! Guess I need to get another ridiculously overpriced $4.99 box at the grocery store. Yep. 5 dollar cereal. The underbelly of city living, friends.
5. Finals week. Enough said.
What's peeving you off lately? Vent in the comment section!
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday: Disney Edition
I grew up watching Disney movies. Beauty and the Beast was my favorite, closely followed by The Little Mermaid. I watched them to the point where my parents probably wished they could burn all of the VHS tapes. Years later, I still enjoy popping them in our old-school-VHS-player some nights and singing along obnoxiously to all the songs. I've noticed a few things as I've gotten older, though.
Let's start with Pocahontas.
1) No one's hair looks that good when it is blowing in the wind. More likely, your hair will look like something her pet raccoon would live in.
2) Speaking of pet raccoons -- why do all of these Disney princesses seem to be best buds with wild animals? Are there not enough real people around? I don't know about you, but if my most meaningful relationship was with a crab or raccoon, I would seriously start questioning my socializing skills.
Moving on to The Little Mermaid.
3) Mermaid or not, that shell bra would chafe.
4) And isn't she supposed to be sixteen or something? I don't know about you, but my parents would lock me in my room if I pranced around in a shell bra.
And we can't forget Aladdin.
5) Monkeys are actually pretty vicious creatures in real life. This means that Abu probably would have ripped Aladdin's face off somewhere in the first ten minutes of that film.
6) Unless there were handles to hold on to, you would fall off that magic carpet. And yes, I realize that the whole magic-carpet-thing means that it defies logic. And gravity.
Let's start with Pocahontas.
1) No one's hair looks that good when it is blowing in the wind. More likely, your hair will look like something her pet raccoon would live in.
2) Speaking of pet raccoons -- why do all of these Disney princesses seem to be best buds with wild animals? Are there not enough real people around? I don't know about you, but if my most meaningful relationship was with a crab or raccoon, I would seriously start questioning my socializing skills.
Moving on to The Little Mermaid.
3) Mermaid or not, that shell bra would chafe.
4) And isn't she supposed to be sixteen or something? I don't know about you, but my parents would lock me in my room if I pranced around in a shell bra.
And we can't forget Aladdin.
5) Monkeys are actually pretty vicious creatures in real life. This means that Abu probably would have ripped Aladdin's face off somewhere in the first ten minutes of that film.
6) Unless there were handles to hold on to, you would fall off that magic carpet. And yes, I realize that the whole magic-carpet-thing means that it defies logic. And gravity.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday
This weekend I celebrated my first legal St. Patrick's Day. To say that it was an experience would be putting it lightly. Never before have I seen such public drunkenness. Part of me hated the crowds (we know my issue with slow walkers) but I couldn't deny the drunken poetic beauty of an entire city off its rocker.
I saw a lot of things Saturday, some things that I wish I could un-see. I did learn a lot, though.
1. Never wear flip flops to a bar. Ever. I wore a pair on Saturday and I my feet literally became glued to the beer covered floor.
2. Also, when people say that they are going to drink all day on St. Patrick's Day, they mean ALL DAY. I walked past a bar at 8 am and was dumbfounded by the drunken-green-clad-line of people stretching out the door.
3. I went to the beach and saw a bunch of guys doing drunken yoga. I would like to give the highest of fives to whomever thought this was a good idea. As for the girls doing drunken handstands behind them? Yeah, no high fives for you.
4. Irish men, contrary to your belief, you are not made any sexier by it being St. Patrick's Day. So check your rolicking brogue at the door and stop trying to put the moves on me.
5. And as for all the people who pointed out that I was wearing a green dress as if it were some world-class-discovery, kudos to you. Congratulations on pointing out that I was wearing green on St. Patrick's Day. You're real winners.
I saw a lot of things Saturday, some things that I wish I could un-see. I did learn a lot, though.
1. Never wear flip flops to a bar. Ever. I wore a pair on Saturday and I my feet literally became glued to the beer covered floor.
2. Also, when people say that they are going to drink all day on St. Patrick's Day, they mean ALL DAY. I walked past a bar at 8 am and was dumbfounded by the drunken-green-clad-line of people stretching out the door.
3. I went to the beach and saw a bunch of guys doing drunken yoga. I would like to give the highest of fives to whomever thought this was a good idea. As for the girls doing drunken handstands behind them? Yeah, no high fives for you.
4. Irish men, contrary to your belief, you are not made any sexier by it being St. Patrick's Day. So check your rolicking brogue at the door and stop trying to put the moves on me.
5. And as for all the people who pointed out that I was wearing a green dress as if it were some world-class-discovery, kudos to you. Congratulations on pointing out that I was wearing green on St. Patrick's Day. You're real winners.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday: Celebrity Edition
Today, I bring you celebrities that I either can't stand or look at and wonder if they were dropped as a young child. I apologize in advance for potentially ribbing any of your idols. Feel free to return the favor in the comment section.
I think this picture properly sums up my main complaint with Mary J Blige. You look at her and it is clear that she thinks she's the shit. Yes, she may be talented. And I do like that one song that was used in those car commercials. But, girl needs to dial back the 'tude.
I think they should rename The Voice as The Christina Aguilera Boob Show. Her girls are out to play and they are taking over the jungle gym. She must have stock in double sided tape.
Snookie is engaged and pregnant. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
What celebrities peeve you off?
I think this picture properly sums up my main complaint with Mary J Blige. You look at her and it is clear that she thinks she's the shit. Yes, she may be talented. And I do like that one song that was used in those car commercials. But, girl needs to dial back the 'tude.
I think they should rename The Voice as The Christina Aguilera Boob Show. Her girls are out to play and they are taking over the jungle gym. She must have stock in double sided tape.
Snookie is engaged and pregnant. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
What celebrities peeve you off?
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday
1. Weeks of putting off laundry has left me with about five loads to get through today. Despite watching my clothing supply dwindle, I am still moderately surprised each time I have to do laundry. I think to myself, "Really, laundry again? Didn't I just do laundry?". Which I, of course, have not because I put it off like other people put off going to the doctor or dentist. It's just so unpleasant. And I can never find my laundry card.
2. Does anyone else find it gross when something says it is "flavored with meat". There is a pasta sauce sitting on my counter right now that says exactly that, and I can't help but wonder why they just don't call it meat sauce.
3. It was so windy yesterday that I had trouble walking from my car to a restaurant. And then, when I did finally make it indoors, my hair was so mussed that I looked like a street urchin. I love you, too, Chicago weather.
4. Our DVD player is on the fritz. It skips and freezes, and always at pivotal points in a movie or show. It's like it senses that this point is the one that will cause most distress in viewers if the screen froze. Crafty little bugger.
5. Speaking of the DVD player, we bought a new one about four months back, and as of two seconds ago the new player still sits unused in its box beside the television. Sometimes I don't understand my family.
6. And for those of you asking yourself why I don't stop complaining and just fix it myself? For starters, complaining is more fun. More to the point, though, technology is a foreign language that I have yet to learn. Plus there are lots of scary cords.
What's been peeving you guys off this week? Let it all loose in the comment section!
2. Does anyone else find it gross when something says it is "flavored with meat". There is a pasta sauce sitting on my counter right now that says exactly that, and I can't help but wonder why they just don't call it meat sauce.
3. It was so windy yesterday that I had trouble walking from my car to a restaurant. And then, when I did finally make it indoors, my hair was so mussed that I looked like a street urchin. I love you, too, Chicago weather.
4. Our DVD player is on the fritz. It skips and freezes, and always at pivotal points in a movie or show. It's like it senses that this point is the one that will cause most distress in viewers if the screen froze. Crafty little bugger.
5. Speaking of the DVD player, we bought a new one about four months back, and as of two seconds ago the new player still sits unused in its box beside the television. Sometimes I don't understand my family.
6. And for those of you asking yourself why I don't stop complaining and just fix it myself? For starters, complaining is more fun. More to the point, though, technology is a foreign language that I have yet to learn. Plus there are lots of scary cords.
What's been peeving you guys off this week? Let it all loose in the comment section!
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday
1. I have a sinus infection or something else that makes me want to put my head in the freezer. Why do sinus infections exist? Seriously. I want answers.
2. Last night I left out half a package of provolone cheese on my counter. I don't know why I'm incapable of putting something back in the refrigerator and now I have NO cheese in the house. This is a problem. Homegirl wants some cheese.
3. After finishing Buffy the Vampire Slayer about a month ago, no show can live up to it. This means instead of joining everyone else in 2012, I binge watch BtVS on Netflix Instant and dream about overalls and fringe.
4. This morning it took me ten minutes to realize that I was using the wrong burner to heat my tea. After that, it took me another ten minutes to realize that I turned off the burner before I moved the kettle onto it. Sometimes I wonder if my brain functions.
5. I'm getting sick of hearing about all of this National Pancake Day stuff. People--every day is National Pancake Day in the blogosphere. Duh.
2. Last night I left out half a package of provolone cheese on my counter. I don't know why I'm incapable of putting something back in the refrigerator and now I have NO cheese in the house. This is a problem. Homegirl wants some cheese.
3. After finishing Buffy the Vampire Slayer about a month ago, no show can live up to it. This means instead of joining everyone else in 2012, I binge watch BtVS on Netflix Instant and dream about overalls and fringe.
4. This morning it took me ten minutes to realize that I was using the wrong burner to heat my tea. After that, it took me another ten minutes to realize that I turned off the burner before I moved the kettle onto it. Sometimes I wonder if my brain functions.
5. I'm getting sick of hearing about all of this National Pancake Day stuff. People--every day is National Pancake Day in the blogosphere. Duh.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday
1. People who wear sandals with socks -- If your feet are cold, just wear regular shoes. There, problem solved and my eyes no longer have to be assaulted by the monstrosity on your feet.
2. Creepy El guys -- Your leering at me from across the train car is really not working for you. Neither is your trucker hat and molester moustache.
3. Showering -- Maybe this is just me, but does anyone else wish there was just some button you could press and you'd be all fresh and clean for the day? You know, a magical button that washed and dried your hair, brushed your teeth and did everything else? Yes? No? Do you think I'm insane yet? Okay...moving on then.
4. Judgmental Classmates -- You're probably reading this with an "Aren't you calling the kettle black?" expression. Truth is, though, that I'm actually not this judgmental in real life. I lack the cajones. This one kid in my fiction writing class, though, does not. He has a permanent pass to judgmental central; and let me tell you, sometimes I really want to kick him. And by sometimes, I mean always.
5. Non-Dessert People -- You don't like dessert? I'm sorry. I can't understand you.
What are some of your random pet peeves? Let 'em loose in the comment section!
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday: Bar Edition
Hello all!
It's that time of the week again where I deign you all with my weekly dose of complaining. Last week I touched on my dislike of slow walkers. This week, I bring you the bar edition of Pet-Peeve-Wednesday.
Now, I'm not what anyone would call a bar-fly. Most weekends, I am perfectly content to stay in with my Netflix account and go to bed before eleven. There's something to be said for waking up without a hangover and squirrel mouth. My wallet also enjoys not shelling out seven or eight dollars for a beer that I don't even really like, but order regardless because my knowledge of drinks doesn't stretch farther than Smirnoff and Bud Light. Sometimes, though, this newly minted legal drinker likes to hit the town.
And when I do, there is a whole host of new irritating stimuli. For example:
The Swarm of Stilettos
First off, it's the middle of winter. That skin-tight bandeau skirt you've paired your stilettos with sans tights is TOTALLY not weather appropriate. Second, you clearly do not know how to walk in them, making yourself a hazard to anyone within grabbing distance from you when you invariably trip and fall.
Men Who Can't Take A Hint
You ladies all know who I'm talking about. It's that guy who drunkenly wanders over to your table and becomes convinced that you are MFEO (made for each other, duh)-or at the very least, he is convinced he can take you home. You start off polite. Small talk. Nod and smile at the appropriate times. But then he overstays his welcome and you are left wondering how the hell you can get this guy to go away without being rude.
Overpriced Drinks
This one is sort of a no-brainer. You pay six dollars for a vodka cranberry when a handle only costs about four dollars more. Do the math. I have now made it a rule of thumb that I only buy myself one drink. Let the men who can't take a hint pick up the rest.
And last but not least...
Drunk People on Public Transportation
Okay, even I have to admit that this can sometimes be awesome. Some kid belting out Whitney Houston (RIP) in the middle of the El? Complete with rousing choreography that undoubtedly makes sense in his brain but realistically comes off as really-excited-swaying? Yeah, that happened. And it was awesome. But that person who starts ranting? Or talking REALLY LOUD for no reason. Not so awesome.
What are your bar pet peeves?
It's that time of the week again where I deign you all with my weekly dose of complaining. Last week I touched on my dislike of slow walkers. This week, I bring you the bar edition of Pet-Peeve-Wednesday.
Now, I'm not what anyone would call a bar-fly. Most weekends, I am perfectly content to stay in with my Netflix account and go to bed before eleven. There's something to be said for waking up without a hangover and squirrel mouth. My wallet also enjoys not shelling out seven or eight dollars for a beer that I don't even really like, but order regardless because my knowledge of drinks doesn't stretch farther than Smirnoff and Bud Light. Sometimes, though, this newly minted legal drinker likes to hit the town.
And when I do, there is a whole host of new irritating stimuli. For example:
The Swarm of Stilettos
First off, it's the middle of winter. That skin-tight bandeau skirt you've paired your stilettos with sans tights is TOTALLY not weather appropriate. Second, you clearly do not know how to walk in them, making yourself a hazard to anyone within grabbing distance from you when you invariably trip and fall.
Men Who Can't Take A Hint
You ladies all know who I'm talking about. It's that guy who drunkenly wanders over to your table and becomes convinced that you are MFEO (made for each other, duh)-or at the very least, he is convinced he can take you home. You start off polite. Small talk. Nod and smile at the appropriate times. But then he overstays his welcome and you are left wondering how the hell you can get this guy to go away without being rude.
Overpriced Drinks
This one is sort of a no-brainer. You pay six dollars for a vodka cranberry when a handle only costs about four dollars more. Do the math. I have now made it a rule of thumb that I only buy myself one drink. Let the men who can't take a hint pick up the rest.
And last but not least...
Drunk People on Public Transportation
Okay, even I have to admit that this can sometimes be awesome. Some kid belting out Whitney Houston (RIP) in the middle of the El? Complete with rousing choreography that undoubtedly makes sense in his brain but realistically comes off as really-excited-swaying? Yeah, that happened. And it was awesome. But that person who starts ranting? Or talking REALLY LOUD for no reason. Not so awesome.
What are your bar pet peeves?
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Pet Peeve Wednesday: Slow Walkers
Last week I talked about my disdain for inter-bathroom-conversations. Today, I bring you another pet peeve that I am sure is shared by many.
Slow walkers.
Now, I don't think I'm a particularly fast walker. I'm by no means a stroller, but my gait is relatively normal. Due to this, nothing irks me more than being stuck behind a slow walker. A window shopper without the window.
Whenever I walk downtown, I always find myself behind some lolly-gaggler whose sole purpose appears to be making me late to whatever engagement I am heading toward. They walk slow, ambling toward whatever non-pressing-destination they have in mind.
Don't they know I have a very important flirting session scheduled with the cute Starbucks barrista? Rude.
Sometimes they'll slow even further beside a skyscraper - one that looks just like every other skyscraper in a metropolitan area - and I'll watch in complete befuddlement as they whip out their camera and snap dozens of photos.
Once, I even saw a guy snapping photos of a brick wall. Like, dude, if you haven't seen a brick wall before, maybe you need to leave the house more often.
I realize some of these are tourists, and therefore their geriatric walk may be somewhat entitled. But, for goodness sake, think of others when you decide to stop in the middle of a busy sidewalk to get another angle of the John Hancock building. Otherwise, we will walk into you. And that sputtered apology that I shot you between the overt glare and passive aggressive passing? Yeah, you're not getting it next time.
Slow walkers.
Now, I don't think I'm a particularly fast walker. I'm by no means a stroller, but my gait is relatively normal. Due to this, nothing irks me more than being stuck behind a slow walker. A window shopper without the window.
Whenever I walk downtown, I always find myself behind some lolly-gaggler whose sole purpose appears to be making me late to whatever engagement I am heading toward. They walk slow, ambling toward whatever non-pressing-destination they have in mind.
Don't they know I have a very important flirting session scheduled with the cute Starbucks barrista? Rude.
Sometimes they'll slow even further beside a skyscraper - one that looks just like every other skyscraper in a metropolitan area - and I'll watch in complete befuddlement as they whip out their camera and snap dozens of photos.
Once, I even saw a guy snapping photos of a brick wall. Like, dude, if you haven't seen a brick wall before, maybe you need to leave the house more often.
I realize some of these are tourists, and therefore their geriatric walk may be somewhat entitled. But, for goodness sake, think of others when you decide to stop in the middle of a busy sidewalk to get another angle of the John Hancock building. Otherwise, we will walk into you. And that sputtered apology that I shot you between the overt glare and passive aggressive passing? Yeah, you're not getting it next time.
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