I cannot stand people who don't use proper capitalization. I can understand not capitalizing certain nouns. I understand not capitalizing in chat. I do not understand how someone can call themselves a professional and write an email where the only time they pressed the shift button was for a special character. It infuriates me. Every time I see it, it makes me mad. I've reached a point where when I see it, in my mind, I see myself punching the writer in the face or on bad days worse than that.
I work in Information Technology, more specifically I support (with a few other individuals) approximately 150 users. I write emails to people every day explaining to them how to do something or telling them when I can get to the issue. I don't understand how you can do this every day and never capitalize a single word. More on this later...too many pet peeves to list for me to spend so much time on this one.
-I can't stand people who don't signal lane changes or fail to signal when turning.
-I have a low tolerance for people who can't differentiate the difference between their, there, and they're.
-I don't like when you ask someone the time and they tell you something 5-10 minutes faster than the actual time.
-I automatically judge a person who wears a 'stud' belt and/or 'stud' jewelry. I immediately label them 'Emo' or 'Tool'. (is this a pet peeve about myself or the belt...I don't know either) See: http://www.amazon.com/Black-Double-Pyramid-Studded-Leather/dp/B000FH7TI4
-I dislike it when people complain that they don't have enough time to take a long lunch but will spend over an hour a day smoking in addition to the normal hour lunch we get.
Enough pet peeves for now.
I hate my job. No, maybe that isn't the right way to say it. This is a little sad, but I honestly believe that if the people I work with were fired tomorrow that I would be genuinely happy for myself. One of the guys that I work with goes to school for a degree in some sort of computing and talks the school into giving him 3 degrees because he was in school for so long that he majored in 3 things. The sad thing is he says he 'majored' in programming but couldn't code anything you asked him to. If he weren't a complete tool and wasn't a womanizing pig, I don't think I would have such a problem with it. I guess I understand that people go to school and 'learn' but do their real 'learning' in experience. If he would learn something I wouldn't be complaining, but he has more 'experience' than me (when I say experience, I mean if we were to compare our resumes, he would have a better one simply by the fact that he has a degree even though I have double the on the job experience he has.) He is without a doubt the most unprofessional person I've ever worked with. (crap...it's probably unprofessional that I'm writing this...) He is responsible for multiple pet peeves, I'll let you figure out which ones.
I need to either figure out a way to put him in his place permanently (I've done it before) or find a better job. I won't lie, I need a vacation, I feel my blood pressure rising just from thinking about him.
On to the holidays.
For the first time ever in my life, I won't be spending Christmas with my brother. The first time I heard it I was angry. I won't lie, I couldn't believe how selfish/annoying he was being. How could he possibly choose to stay in Lafayette and not come home to see me, my parents, and our grandparents? Then I found out why he isn't coming. I have to say that I'm still disappointed, but I don't disagree with his decision. I think it is great that he's doing something for God on Christmas. Woo-hoo...yeah that is about as enthusiastic my selfish self can get. Who knows? Maybe I'll see him the day after Christmas....
...it won't be the same.
This link is slightly humorous. http://macdaddyworld.com/2008/10/29/drunk-dialing-for-change/
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