when people talk big – too big, it’s unbelievable (in other words, when they try to BS me)
or when they act high-and-mighty. Make me want to ask, “If you’re all that, why are your feet grounded on the earth, just as mine are?”
when salespeople (especially car salesmen) shake my husband’s hand but not mine because they believe it’s my husband who pays for the car. Little do they know the decision to buy will never be made without my okay.
when I’m at Home Depot and someone asks if I need help, and I say, “No thanks”, and the person looks at me closely and says, “Are you SURE?” It ticks me off even more when it’s a woman who says this. I would assume she wouldn’t want to be patronized like that.
Impatient people grate on my nerves. I have a little boy with me all the time. That slows me down, okay? If people want to drive 90 mph on the freeway, by all means. Just don’t tailgate me during rush hour to intimidate me into speeding when I have my baby in the back seat. I don’t have a death wish.
when people gossip. I’ve lost many friends because of destructive, idle chatter.
when I am accused of being something I’m not, or of something I’m innocent of. Like my husband’s father telling me I married his son for his money, which was laughable because my husband was dead broke when I married him. Now there’s an A-hole on my hit list...x( x( x(
Oh yeah, Norma... I know what you’re saying about THAT look, that measuring up look. The one that says, “I’m better than you.” Hello? I’m just standing here, minding my own business.
I gotta stop now. This is only giving me a headache.;-)
Pinky