Annoying! Crazy! Hard to believe! Some situations make me stop and say, “I just can’t….” Whether they are irritating, sad or otherwise cause me to throw myhands up in disbelief, here are some things that make me say, “I literally just cannot…”
-When I’m driving to work and cars in front of me refuse to pick 95 or Route 1 to travel on, it makes me crazy. They instead choose to chill in the middle lane of the street I have to drive .5 miles on to get to work. "Yo! Move please because I have chosen my route already, and want to be on time to work!"
-I head to the kitchen for a little snack and open the cereal box, only to find crumbs and like 4 pieces of actual whole cereal left…ugh! Who does this? Just finish the box. I mean it’s not like the next person can even snack on the miniscule pieces you didn’t eat. Its okay to love the cereal too, just please don’t leave me the dust in the bottom of the box!
-Craving a grilled cheese sandwich, I reach up and grab the loaf of bread only to find one piece left. Not even a real bread piece…instead, there is literally only one butt piece left. Just no! Not the butt! I can’t…please throw it out for the birds next time and grab the new loaf out of the freezer to replace the loaf you just demolished. Thanks!
-I need milk. It is the only thing that goes well with peanut butter. Happily I pull the fridge door open and see that there is a milk gallon in there. Yes! Victory! But what’s this? One sip left? That’s it? Really? I mean not even a good gulp left, just a tiny sip? Please just drink the rest next time, don’t leave a splash of milk for me. Ever. Again. Gosh…
-Let’s face it – sometimes it’s a mad dash to the bathroom, and there is nothing as frustrating as reaching for the toilet paper and seeing that there is ¾ of a sheet and some glue left on the roll. Pretty sure we all know by now where the new rolls are kept…replacing the roll only takes 4 seconds ladies and gentlemen! You can do it! I believe in you!
Have you had circumstances lately that cause you to say, “I just can’t?” If so, what were they? How did you cope? Maybe I’m the only strange lady that gets a little bent over silly things… hmmmm! :)