I have already accepted the fact that I am an anal-retentive person (like seriously - I refused to go to the bathroom as a kid). But there are some things in this world that simply drive me nuts. It may be ignorance on my part, but I just can't help it:
*any shopping center or mall in the country the day after Thanksgiving;
*opera - why does it take a 3-hour aria for someone to say that the queen is dead when we didn't even know she was sick, the princess is a brat, the king is up to his testicles in despair, and the natives are getting restless - and all in Italian, yet?;
*ballet - why does it take 4 hours for someone to dance the same scenario?;
*that I still have not come out formally to my brothers;
*MTV's REAL WORLD - Geez, what a bunch of bitchy spoiled brats!;
*when someone else either makes my bed or folds my laundry for me - the gesture is sweet, but it's not how I do it;
*people who hold conversations by yelling at each other from 100 or more feet apart;
*being allergic to strawberries -- besides vanilla ice cream and Oreos, they're the easiest dessert in the world to serve;
*reaching for the milk carton in the refrigerator and finding it empty – completely;
*that I have two ex-boyfriends that I no longer want to speak to - ever;
*selling things door to door to raise money for a school trip;
*telemarketers;
*walnuts in my brownies, bananas in my Jello, raisins in my cookies – in short, food in my food;
*being born on Good Friday and for the rest of my life, not having my birthday fall back on that day;
*that it is my responsibility to supplement the difference between $2.13 an hour and minimum wage to a food server who was ungracious;
*dirty dishes in the sink;
*Busch Gardens in Tampa Bay, Florida -- WHATTA DUMP!;
*strippers (both make and female);
*Dick Cheney;
*not having a date on New Year's Eve, even when I seem to be dating someone at the time;
*men who come on to me who already have a partner;
*cars that block the intersection;
*rats;
*employees who bitch about their jobs in front of me and while they’re working;
*completely losing touch with Kathy, Matt, Caroline, Leigh, Bill, Joe, Arlene and other close friends from college;
*my legs;
*not being able to cook;
*no snow on Christmas Day;
*when someone borrows my car and doesn't put the seat back in its original position;
*the check-out person at the express lane of a grocery store who shoves the bag in my face before I have time to organize my money in my wallet;
*that people choose to culturally and racially segregate themselves: African-Americans, Asian-Americans, South Carolinians, etc.;
*never having a snow shovel until after the first big storm;
*visiting Disney World in Florida three times in 16 months, being overexposed to it and never really wanting to go back again as long as I live;
*people who tail you in their cars while you're walking to your car in parking lots so that they can get a closer space; these people can walk the fourteen miles inside the mall but not the additional 50 feet in the parking lot;
*that I had to stop donating blood because I'm gay;
*bad drivers;
*not spending more time with my now-deceased Grandmother;
*AIDS;
*cancer;
*taxes;
*hunger;
*poverty;
*slowing down
