Pet Peeve: Other People
Also, people make me really anxious, then angry for paying attention to me and causing me anxiety. My next door neighbors: There are two neighbors in the middle section of the walkway and another at the very end. I've said this before and I will say it again. I'm not particular about about niceties and that I'm the one who has to concede to be considered a decent human. I hate things like that. My *preference* is to not talk to those with whom I have no desire to have a conversation. Why can't my preference be accepted without judgment? Jesus. Mary. And Joseph, too. However, that's a tangent. It started with the hoarder. When I realized she was a hoarder it pissed me off. She puts up decorations that inevitably block the walkway. She puts out a million flowers that fall over into the walkway beyond dead. Then, I saw her. First off, she's the scariest looking woman. Ever. She wears her nightgown and housecoat outside and has the deepes...