When all the important things are taken care of, these are the little things that make me want to scream! Thanks for making me accountable, KD Murray
- Undisciplined children. I will always choose to go to a fine dining restaurant rather than the chains to avoid seeing and hearing the kids, whose parents don’t say no, crawling and running and screaming down the aisles. Please discipline your children. They will thank you later.
- Dishonesty. Don’t lie. Just don’t. I will catch you, and you will be very, very sorry.
- Hypocrites. Please don’t tell me I’m going to hell for not believing in your god, especially when you’re a liar, a cheat, and an animal abuser who has accepted Jesus.
- Parking your car in front of my house instead of yours. Asshole! Yes, I know I don’t own the street. Yes, I know you have a legal right to park there. But seriously, you’re in my space and obstructing my view. Get out!
- Wearing too much perfume in a restaurant or theater. There are five senses. I don’t want you to block my view. I don’t want you to yell in my ear. I don’t want you to rub up against me. I don’t want to taste you. So why do you think it’s okay to wear a scent that overwhelms the room!
- Cheating on me. Just leave me. Divorce me. Let me know that you hate me, but don’t cheat. You…
