I’m not a complainer. Really, I’m not. However, from time to time there are just things that happen that get under my skin. I think that’s normal. I think it happens to most people. It’s nothing drama-causing; nothing earth-shattering, just minor annoyances I feel the need to vent about sometimes.
Back in January I compiled a list of . Well, now it’s three months later and I’m thinking I may have a need for issuing quarterly installments of my gripes–you know, just like the occasional updates you get about your 401K plans or when your tax bills come due.
Please tell me that I’m not the only one that this happens to: You get into your car, hook up your iPod and press “shuffle” for some song variety–or perhaps, you’re at the gym and have your ear buds on and you prompt your pod to rearrange your tunes randomly. Depending on my mood, I can usually tell you the types of songs I don’t want to hear on a given day. Sometimes I prefer an upbeat selection or I really can live without the sappy songs. Yes, yes, I know you can make your own playlists for every mood of the hour, but I like to leave it up to chance to shuffle my 1446 songs so I can listen to ones I haven’t heard in a while.
Lo and behold, almost every time I have certain songs in mind that I don’t want to hear, no matter how many times I press “shuffle,” my iPod picks those songs or artists to play. It taunts me. Either that, or it’s possessed; I haven’t decided which. I picture it laughing at me mischievously knowing that it purposely picked the songs I would most likely not want to hear.
The best part is when my iPod is playing in the car and I’m groovin’ to a tune and the device will be taken over by in invisible presence and change its playlist mid-song. That’s special. And of course, what does it change to? A song I don’t want to hear. I may just wear out my fast forward button as this seems to happen too often. Murphy’s Law I guess. So possessed iPods playing the songs I’d rather not hear top the list of peeves for me this time around.
And how come on one of the first nice days of the year when you can open the windows to let fresh air in your house, that’s when the neighbors get a manure delivery or the people a half-mile away decide to burn their leaves and the putrid smell permeates your home. Try to escape it–you can’t! Somehow the stench seeps in through your now-closed windows and bolted doors, and you wind up gagging for the rest of the day, or are forced to drive anywhere but downwind.
While we’re on an environmental issue, let’s talk about paper conservation for a minute. I applaud companies like Starbucks for “going green” and not wanting to print unnecessary receipts for customers that don’t want them; but at least ask me if I would like one. Some of us do track our expenses, and since I can’t see the amount you just charged me nor am I that capable of adding up two lattes and some madelines plus tax in my head, and remembering that total for the rest of the day, I’d appreciate the chance to turn down the printed copy or place one in my pocket instead.
Then we have the other extreme: companies such as Bottle King that print out two copies of receipts–for me, and only me. I don’t have a clone shopping with me the last time I checked. One copy itemizes everything I bought down to a pack of gum, and then there’s a second receipt verifying that the total charged to my credit or debit card is the same as the one displayed on the first piece of paper. Really? What’s the point? I know it’s not for their record keeping purposes because the duplicate is going to me with the original. One copy is plenty for me, thank you very much. I say let’s stop with the doubles and save twice as many trees instead. Better yet, pass the paper to Starbucks–they could use your second roll of register tape for when I stop by.