My Pet Peeve, and it's really stoopid.
When I park my car at w*rk, I'm out of the car and walking toward the door within 5 seconds of parking. But there's always some doofus that's been idling in the lot for 2 minutes -- doing Who Knows What -- who decides to exit his car and walks right in front/behind me as I trudge toward the security-card entrance.
No, Buttwipe, I don't know you, don't want to know you, and yes, I did walk faster so that you'd have to open the door all by yourself.
Mind, I arrive at w*rk an hour earlier than most of my fellow wage slaves, so it's not like it's rush hour in the door.
Told ya it was stoopid.
When I park my car at w*rk, I'm out of the car and walking toward the door within 5 seconds of parking. But there's always some doofus that's been idling in the lot for 2 minutes -- doing Who Knows What -- who decides to exit his car and walks right in front/behind me as I trudge toward the security-card entrance.
No, Buttwipe, I don't know you, don't want to know you, and yes, I did walk faster so that you'd have to open the door all by yourself.
Mind, I arrive at w*rk an hour earlier than most of my fellow wage slaves, so it's not like it's rush hour in the door.
Told ya it was stoopid.