I Hate To Complain, But...

Let's face it. Complaining about things rarely does any good. In fact, it usually just makes you feel worse. So for most of the week, I've tried not to complain. No matter how bad things were I just kept it to myself, at least most of the time. After all, nobody's perfect. But after one week, it seems I'm beginning to weaken, and I may not be able to keep it in much longer, so I've decided to take a minute and list some things that really annoy me, in the hopes it will relieve some tension:

1) Best-Buy tech-support geeks that look at you like your an idiot when you are unable to tell them what the sub-ratio of your dual processor is in relation to the syntex decoder speed.

2) Any one of my towns (6) six fast food drive thru workers who mysteriously hear the word 'mayonaise', every time I say 'ketchup'. I've even tried saying 'catsup', but to no avail.

3) No matter what time in the morning I go to get my coffee at WAWA (it's a convenient store to those who have never been east of the Mississippi), there is always the same thrift minded, middle-aged woman in front of me who ceremoniously decides to pay for her Newports with $6.10 worth of ziplocked nickles, dimes, and pennies.

4) It's hard to walk 20 feet on our city's bikepath, without stepping in some dog turd left by an owner who apparently thinks that because it's bio-degradable, that it's somehow good for the community's local flora and fauna.

5) MONDAYS!