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Peevish, hell. I'm downright contentious.

Oh, wait. That's my natural state.

Glommed from several places:

1. Grammatical pet peeve

Lack of understanding that all language is idiomatic, and that some perfectly good constructions are ungrammatical. The example that clarified this for me was:

In the statement, "It's raining," what part of speech is "it?"


2. Household pet peeve

Gnomes hiding my things. It's gnomes. It's not my wife, my children, the babysitter, or the cleaning person. All are blameless. It's gnomes.


3. Arts & Entertainment pet peeve (movie theaters, restaurants, concerts)

Talking and crinkling wrappers during the movie.

Crinkling, I understand, though I still hate it. But full-blown conversation?

SHUT.

UP.

I mean it. The dirty looks you're getting from me are merely warning shots across your bow. I will be in your face shortly.


4. Liturgical pet peeve

Obfuscatory jargon, same as in any specialized field. If it's neither everyday language nor the original word, it's nothing more than ain't-we-a-special-little-group.

Though "smite" is a good one.


5. Wild card--pet peeve that doesn't fit any of the above categories

The driver of a small dark car with an infant seat in the back, New York plates BCD 6845, prison guard uniform with the nametag "RAHR," who ran a stop sign yesterday while I was legally in the intersection, on the cross street with no stop sign, on my bike, and then argued like a six-year-old about it.

I assume it was a prison guard uniform. He bragged about working with prisoners and being unintimidatable.


Bonus: Because all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God: What do YOU do that others might consider a pet peeve?

Be peevish.


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