Wednesday, 14 November 2012
It drives me crazy
Are there everyday niggles that make you disproportionately angry?
The on that gets me yelling at inanimate objects on a fairly regular basis is a box of eighty matches that has a strike strip that gives out after about forty matches. My guess is that they are designed for eighty strikes but since no match ever lights first time those eighty strikes are up before the box is half empty.
I remember many a day as a kid where the loud and very rude words emanating from the kitchen or bathroom that were a clear indication that Dad was trying to do some plumbing!
What drives you to distraction that really could be walked away from in peace?