Dear BFF: I Hate Your Tweets (and other woes)

Before I jump in, I’m gonna just put it out there that the majority of people who fall under the “BFF” category in my life  tweet an average of 3 times a year – they know I don’t actually hate their tweets because they’re the only people whose tweets are still texted to me because that’s how infrequently they tweet things.  Just so we’re clear I’m not actually about to tear my besties (or any one specific individual) up in a blog post, okay?

Unfollowing. I didn’t pick the people I follow on Twitter based on their politics. I follow people because I know them in real life, I read their blogs, or I find their tweets informative, uplifting, hilarious or otherwise entertaining. And I get that sometimes you’re going to tweet things about politics – and I get that we’re going to disagree. I also accept that everyone feels qualified to comment on matters they’re painfully uneducated about.  That’s life, I get it.  But if you turn your twitter account into a political one, I’m going to unfollow you. Even if you’re my mother (or BFF). Now go back and re-read this paragraph and substitute in my pet peeve topic of the moment because right now it’s politics but it could be anything, really (e.g. I unfollowed a girl because I was sick of her militant Redskins commentary).

Creeping. I don’t know if there’s a time limit on how much time can pass before it’s weird to “like” someone’s photo on Instagram but I’m not following tons of people so when I look through I try to scroll back to the last time I looked. Sometimes I only check once a day so it might be 24 hours before I see your picture. Is it weird if I hit the like button then? I also don’t always look at who posted a picture before I like it so what if I’ve just gone through and liked 8 of your pictures in a row? Does that make me a creeper?

Planning. I am not a champ when it comes to car upkeep. Seriously, I folded down a seat in my car when I moved and it’s still down 3 weeks later. My car is overdue for an oil change so guess who also happens to be out of wiper fluid? In my defense – no, there’s no good excuse – I get free oil changes from the dealership which is located in the 9th circle of hell. I would rather PAY for an oil change than drive there, not kidding. But that also means I put it off because, you know, money. I got lucky and things were wet enough driving in the snow today that I could still use my wipers but it wasn’t exactly the most relaxing drive I’ve ever had.

Detailing. So I’m the type who will spend an hour organizing her necklaces on the hanger which means I have little patience for people who don’t bother paying attention to things. Like reading all of the instructions to notice that the fax number is printed right on the form. This also means I’m not patient with myself when I do something like buying brown eyeliner instead of black. I’ve never worn brown eyeliner in my life – at least I hadn’t until Tuesday.

More Creeping. I have a coworker who, at least once a week, comes by and peeks in my office. She doesn’t say anything, it’s like she’s just looking to see what I’m doing or if I’m here or something. I should call her out, right? Like “Hey, did you have a question?”

Driving. Last night I got honked at for not turning right on red – I was going straight and didn’t have my signal on (not that anyone knows what a turn signal is or how to use it). The light turned green and I went on my way. The honker? Decided to turn left once I was out of the way. All you can do is laugh, right?

What are some of your recent woes? 

Tagged as: random thoughts, ranting and raving