26: things that I do not like: an incomplete list

I am having an exceptionally grouchy week, so I’m going to indulge myself in a companion list to things that I like. I will limit it to fourteen because if these were ordered in order of favourites then symmetry would be very near the top of my good things list.

  1. movies about inspirational teachers and/or sports coaches who transform a group of delinquents through idealism and good example
  2. when it rains so much in the bay area that all of the small animals, the snails and the worms, think it’s alright to cavort on the sidewalks and are crushed by careless people who don’t look down when they walk
  3. doctors who do not read your chart before coming in to examine you
  4. tourists, especially the obnoxious ones who take pictures in churches and museums and only eat at restaurants with bilingual menus and never allow themselves to get lost
  5. the colour orange
  6. when students refuse to examine a work of literature within its historical context
  7. group therapy
  8. theater students, specifically the ones who come by my desk at work with impossible demands and then throw tantrums when I can’t help them
  9. when some people borrow my car and don’t clean up their papers and wrappers and empty coffee cups
  10. the wind in wyoming, and how it can get so viciously cold that it freezes your bones and makes you feel like you’ll never be warm again
  11. Thomas Kincaid
  12. people who do not use turn signals with the same religious zeal that I do
  13. signs and brand names that use intentional misspellings (“kopy korner,” “buy rite,” “sav-on”)
  14. insomnia

~ by Not Alice on November 26, 2006.

One Response to “26: things that I do not like: an incomplete list”

  1. Sister, I’m RIGHT with you on numbers 1, 4, 6, and 13. I’d agree with #10, but I’d have to change “Wyoming” to “New England.” We actually get warnings from the weather people in January and February not to let the kids wait for busses because the wind chill is so bad the little cherubs can literally get frost-bitten in the time it takes the bus to arrive. Stupid-cold is what I’m sayin’ here. Makes me shiver just thinking about it.

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