I just can’t with the lack of logic.

Pet Peeve #6: People who ask you to participate in something, then don’t supply you with the information you need in a timely fashion (or at all, for that matter).

The husband got asked by someone at his workplace to participate in a local community program wherein people in the community volunteer to buy school supplies for needy kids in the area.  They give you the child’s name, what grade they’re going to be in, and where they will be attending school.  Then the volunteers go buy the supplies their assigned child requires and turn them in to the coordinator to be distributed to the kids.

Sounds great in theory, right?  Too bad it’s not working out that way.

So the coordinator at hubby’s workplace finally tells him who the kid we’ve been assigned is and where he goes to school.  She also says that Walmart has the list of required supplies.  So I go to Walmart.  The only lists I can find are for the elementary and junior high schools (and there are a lot of them).  I went through all the lists – nothing.  I asked an employee who was putting out more copies of lists and was told that they don’t have lists for the high schools.

Well, that’s just ducky.  How am I supposed to do this if I don’t know what to freaking buy?  I don’t have kids.  I’ve been out of high school since 1992.  I have no earthly idea what kids are supposed to have by way of school supplies these days.

Needless to say, I’m not real impressed with the people running this program.  You want people to participate?  Then make it easy for them.  Give them a list of things to buy.  Don’t assume they know what to get or that Walmart has the damn list.  Our assigned kid will be lucky if he gets anything at all because of how half-assed this program is being run.



What is something that bugs you?

There’s no way I could name just one thing.  So here’s a list, in no particular order:

  • Stupid people.  Especially the ones who think they’re smart when they so are NOT.
  • Dogs running loose.  Because not everyone enjoys being chased/jumped on by your dog.  If you don’t have a fenced yard, why do you even have a dog?  I hate people who care so little about not only their dog, but other people.
  • Rude people.  This one is pretty much self-explanatory.
  • Idiotic product reviews that don’t address why you didn’t like the product.  Seriously, tell me what’s wrong with it.  Don’t post some stupid review that the item never showed up or was the wrong color or some such nonsense.  That’s seller feedback, not a product review.  Two totally different things.
  • Street maintenance workers who tear up a street intending to repave it, only instead they leave it torn up for months.  Meanwhile, the condition of the road is deteriorating.  The road in front of the public library in town has been torn up for months and it’s just getting worse.  No amount of complaining to the road maintenance people does any good, as the road is still a mess.
  • Anyone who can’t follow simple instructions.  I’ve quit a couple of different dry cleaners because they couldn’t seem to grasp the meaning of heavy starch.  When I tell you I want the items starched to the point where they will stand up on their own, don’t do light starch and think I’m not going to notice.  I will make you redo the items until they’re done right.  So you’re costing yourself money by not doing it right the first time.  Get your shit together, people.
  • People who resort to name-calling and acting like other people’s opinions are stupid just because they don’t agree with theirs.  And when you do it in a group that I maintain and you’re being snide to me with regards to comments I made?  You can bet your ass I’m going to call you out in front of everyone.  I don’t play that shit and I will not tolerate it.
  • Drivers who think that a lane closure doesn’t apply to them.  We’ve all experienced this.  You’re driving down the interstate and you see a sign that says “Right Lane Closed Ahead”.  So you get over into the left lane, because you don’t want to wait until the last minute.  Meanwhile, the other drivers in the right lane ignore this logic and continue on in the right lane like the lane closure doesn’t apply to them.  They wait until the last minute, then try to shoehorn their way into the left lane.  It’s freaking rude and impedes the flow of traffic.  If you can’t pay attention to the road and the traffic signs/signals, then you don’t need to be driving.  And stop cutting me off just because you weren’t paying attention to the four “Lane Closed Ahead” signs we passed!
  • Mail from organizations addressed to Mr. Courtney [My Last Name] instead of Mrs. or Ms.  If you don’t know the sex of the person you’re sending something to, err on the side of caution and don’t put a honorific on it.  It’s a minor thing, but it bugs me.  If you send me something addressing me as “Mister”, I’m going to chuck it in the trash.

These are a few of the things that bug me.  What are some of yours?

Assumption is the mother of all fuck ups.

Pet Peeve #5: People who make assumptions without having all the facts.

In the past several days, I’ve run up against several people who made assumptions about things.  That drives me crazy.  You know what they say about assuming, right?  When you assume, you make an ass out of you and me.

A bit of background first.  We live on a gravel road.  The county is going to pave it, but for now, it’s a gravel road.  Anyway, last week, a road crew comes out and dumps a bunch of dirt, then spends a couple of hours packing it down and smoothing it out.  Then comes the coat of oil, followed by a coat of gravel.  I guess the oil keeps the gravel from sinking into the dirt base or something.  At any rate, they spend the rest of the afternoon spraying oil, then dumping and smoothing gravel.  After they get all the gravel down, they come back and compact it so that it doesn’t have any give.  Then they take the rest of the week off because the forecast calls for rain (and it did rain the very next day).  We haven’t seen hide nor hair of them since last Tuesday.

About 12:20, I left to go meet the husband for lunch in town.  There was one guy on a road work machine on our road when I left.  He appeared to be smoothing the loose gravel down.  When I got back home an hour later, the entire crew was down in at the end of the road (where my house is).

As I got closer, I got really aggravated because one of the city workers had parked his damn truck in my driveway.  Not in front of my driveway, but in my driveway.  He could have parked it any number of places, like on the street, but he decided to park in my driveway.  So I rolled my window down and addressed the group, since I didn’t know which one was the driver and stated, “One of you needs to move that,” and pointed at the truck.

So this big guy goes over and (grudgingly) moves the truck so that I can pull in my driveway.  I guess he thought he was going to wait until I pulled into my garage and then he was going to back in and park in my driveway again.  (I’m basing this on the fact that after he pulled out and I began pulling in, the back up lights on the truck came on, so he had it in reverse.)  Only I threw a monkey wrench in that plan because I stopped at the end of my driveway and got out to get the mail.  So he was forced to put the truck in park and get out, because I was watching him to make sure he didn’t block my driveway again.

I wanted to tell him, buddy, don’t mess with me.  I’ll have your truck towed and then you’ll have to explain to your boss why it got towed in the first place.

This is the only place I’ve ever lived where the city/county workers have made the leap that since they’re working on a project in the neighborhood, that gives them the right to park where they see fit.  I’ve got news for you, buster.  It doesn’t entitle you to squat.  If you come and ask me nicely, I probably would be fine with it.  But to just commandeer my driveway because you don’t want to get your shoes muddy?  Oh hell no.

I did have a similar issue when we lived in a different town here in Mississippi, only the ones doing the assuming were the construction crew building a house on the lot across the street.  They were parking on our grass, dangerously close to some of the sprinkler heads and I was worried about them tearing up the sprinklers and my grass.  I told them to move their vehicles or I’d have them towed.  Needless to say, they stayed on the opposite side of the street after that.

What I don’t understand is why people seem to think that this is acceptable behavior.  I wouldn’t dream of parking on a stranger’s grass, or in their driveway, or even in front of their front walk.  To me, courtesy dictates that I not block someone’s front walk, mailbox, or driveway and that I stay off their grass.  Anything else is just flat out rude.  Am I the only one who feels this way?  What has happened to respecting another person’s property?

Quit acting like a damn fool.

Pet Peeve #4: People who act like idiots, then get offended when you get annoyed with them.

As most of y’all know, we recently moved into our new house.  The pile of boxes in the garage is slowly becoming smaller, but I still have plenty to unpack.  So when I’m working in the garage, I usually raise the garage door.  This makes removing the empty boxes easier, because I break them down and pile them on the side of the driveway.

So I’m working in the garage, opening boxes and ferrying stuff into the house.  I was in the house and I heard a car horn blow a couple of times.  I thought it might have been one of the guys who work for our builder pulling up at our builder’s shop (which is beside his house).  At any rate, I didn’t see anybody, so I went back to what I was doing, which was putting stuff up in the kitchen.

A few seconds pass and the horn blows again.  This time it registered that the sound was pretty loud – like the car was in my driveway.  So I stepped out into the garage and saw a man sitting in his car.  When he spotted me, he started trying to get out of the car (which was a bit difficult, since he was very heavy set).

I asked, “Can I help you?”  He tells me his name (which I didn’t catch) and asks if I’m interested in having my yard sodded.  I didn’t understand what he said at first and replied, “Excuse me?”  He repeated what he had said about the sod and I replied, “We’ve already had the yard seeded.”  I guess I was giving him an aggravated look, because he started getting back in his car.  But what really ticked me off was his next comment, said in a sarcastic tone: “Well, I guess I’ll leave you alone then.”

The whole thing irritated me because 1) you pulling up in my driveway and blowing your horn like a fool is NOT the way to go about getting my business, and 2) then being lippy when I tell you I’m not interested is definitely not going to get you any future business.  When did people stop having the common courtesy to come ring a person’s doorbell?  If he wanted to project a business-like image, that’s what he should have done.

Am I wrong in feeling like common courtesy is falling by the wayside?

I may have to stop shopping at JCPenney.

Pet Peeve #3: When stores change their merchandise, layout, etc., to such an extent that shopping there is an exercise in aggravation.

First, let me preface this by saying that I like JCPenney.  I worked for them part time for two years while I was in college.  I’ve shopped there for years.  That being said, I have watched the merchandise go steadily downhill for awhile now and I don’t think shopping there is worth it anymore.  jcp_Flag_4c_A

I guess I should start at the beginning.

I went into the JCP here the other day to look for some more denim capris.  I’ve got several pairs of Gloria Vanderbilt capris and I love them, but a couple of them are starting to get really worn out.  Since I had purchased my Gloria’s at JCP in the past, I didn’t think it would be an issue to find more.

Boy, was I wrong.

First of all, none of the departments are clearly defined in this store.  No signage indicating which areas were Women’s, Misses, Juniors; the merchandise is all mixed up – Juniors stuff with Misses, Misses stuff with Women’s, etc.; and what merchandise they do have is sparse at best.

I’m used to walking into a store and being able to walk straight to what it is I’m there to buy.  My local store is such a confusing mess that I had to wander around trying to figure out where things were!

Then there’s the selection, or should I say the lack thereof?  Say I want a polo style shirt.  In the past, JCP would have a big 4-5 shelf tower thing of polo shirts in all different colors.  My local store had maybe 5 colors to choose from, with maybe one or two of each size.  Are you kidding me with this shit?

I also have a problem with the quality of their store brands.  A St. John’s Bay polo or t-shirt has always been a pretty good buy – less than $10, and they hold up pretty well.  That’s apparently gone the way of the dinosaur.  JCP has re-branded a lot of their merchandise as JCP and the quality is terrible.  The t-shirts are still less than $10, but now they are so thin, you can see through them.  Not only that, they’ve changed the sizing, so instead of a Large, I have to buy X-Large to get a proper fit.

They’ve also dropped many brands that they carried in the past, like the aforementioned Gloria Vanderbilt capris.  I couldn’t find Gloria anywhere in the local store.  I realize that some of this can be blamed on the buyers and management of this particular location. Departmental managers tell the buyers what they want for their department, because they’re supposed to know what will sell and what won’t.

That’s the way it was done when I worked there back in the early 90’s.  I can remember guys coming in to buy shorts or whatever and being unhappy because we didn’t have their size.  I hate to break it to you, sir, but buying a bunch of 50 inch waist shorts is pointless because we can’t sell them.  Anything outside the norm won’t sell, even if we discount it.  That’s what the catalog department is for.  Most of our stuff offered Big and Tall sizes.  We just didn’t carry them in-store.  My department manager always bought his size, plus two sizes smaller and two sizes larger.  If he wore a 34 waist, then he would buy 30’s and 32’s, as well as 36’s and 38’s, which falls in the range of what most men wear.

At any rate, I was really unhappy with the lack of capris at JCPenney, so I went over to Belk and found my precious Gloria’s, in addition to one of their store brands (Kim Rogers).

I must add that before I give up on JCP completely, I’m going to check their store at Turtle Creek Mall in Hattiesburg to see if this mess is company wide, or if it’s just the locals who don’t know how to stock a store properly.  At the very least, I won’t be shopping at the one here anymore.  The local Belk will be getting my business instead.