Nose Rash.

If you have ever had a cold or a runny/stuffy nose at any point in your life, you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about. You blow or wipe your nose too many times that you develop that stupid rash underneath your nose. And your nose continues to run. And the rash continues to worsen.

At one point, you try to even change the way you wipe your nose or something, thinking that maybe your wiping/blowing technique is causing the rash. But sadly, these are all things we like to convince ourselves into to feel like we are doing something to make us feel like the nose rash is less inevitable.

Chairs.

One thing I cannot stand are wobbly chairs. The legs are not the same length or SOMETHING and the chair wobbles.

It is not only unbelievably annoying, it can even be startling. You sit at a café. With a hot hot coffee/other café beverage. You go to sit on the chair, only to almost spill your drink EVERYWHERE because the wobble on the chair is so extreme. Not okay.

Can we just throw away all wobbly chairs? Maybe I can get some type of job where I determine whether or not a chair should be made judging by its wobbliness.

It's especially the worst when you get a desk/chair hybrid that wobbles. Good luck keeping your pen off the floor. Or preventing yourself from asking nasty, unshowered Susan to pick up your pen over and over again, causing you and everyone in class to see her grossgross asscrack.

Sudoku.

"SOO-DOUGH-KOO"

PLEASE. Not "soo-doo-koo" or "soo-doo-koh". All I can think about when you say this is Count Dooku, which has ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with sudoku.


It's not too difficult to avoid pronunciation errors. Remember first grade?

"Sound it out."

Curb

Curb. (noun): an edging (as of concrete) built along a street to form part of a gutter.

Curb, NOT "Curve". when people say "curve" when referring to a curb i want to chokeslam them, it doesn't make ANY sense why something that has a large or even majority portion of itself laying in a straight line would ever be called a curve! yes, they sound slightly similar, but any basic knowledge of the english language will advise strongly against curve even being a possible name for curbs.

CHiPs

Chip bags are always half empty, never half full, yet chip companies somehow blow their load on making you pay even more for these bags of shitty stale-ass air. sucks, i just wanna snack.

Nuclear.

Pronounced "NEW-CLEAR".

No more of this silly George Bush-esque "newkya-ler". Where is that "y" sound coming from? NOWHERE.

That's like pronouncing "unclear" like "unc-ya-ler".

You sound like an idiot.

Barnes and Noble

Not "Barnes and Nobles". Or "Barnes and Noble's".

Neither are correct. There is nothing plural or possessive, just two dudes' last names.

Soda/Beverages.

When you buy a fountain drink or even just want some soda at home you've got to pour it into a cup.

But sometimes it's not that easy. There is one obstacle in the way.

FOAM/BUBBLES.


So irritating. It adds a completely unnecessary minute to the drink-pouring process. There should never be any waiting when you pour a drink.

It's either that or you totally underestimate the amount of foam/bubbles in your cup and walk away from the source only to find that layer of foam/bubbles has fizzled away to leave you with far less nectar than you had planned.

Disappointment.

Weather.

There is no way you can convince me that I do or do not think it's cold or hot outside. It's what I feel. There's no way you can tell me that I DON'T feel a certain way. It's not even a topic for argument. Fine, you're freezing. I'm not. Leave it there. I'm sweating balls, you aren't breaking a sweat, no big deal.

One-ply.

I'd rather NOT be wiping my ass with a brillo pad.

Undershirts.

Most people wear undershirts to avoid sweating through a tshirt they actually like.

There are only a few things more awkward to look at than someone who has poorly matched the tshirt he or she is wearing underneath another tshirt.

What I mean is when a dude is wearing an undershirt that is BIGGER than the shirt he's wearing over it. You get that goofy-looking overflow (or underflow?) that makes it look like there's some Austin Powers ruffly stuff going on at the end of the sleeves and the bottom of the shirt looks like the tiniest skirt. Not to mention the very noticeable lines from the undershirt folding over itself.

Maybe a look in the mirror. Or even looking down when you put a belt on.

Online Shopping.

Don't lie to me when I am shopping online.

When I click "view larger image" and get the EXACT SAME image in a separate window, I have not been fooled.

Idiots.

Beach/Pool.

You will see it from time to time over the summer.

When you go to the beach or maybe a family pool party or a random person pool party, you will find the not-comfortable-enough-with-my-own-body-so-I-wear-a-tshirt person.

Believe it or not, you are actually OSTRACIZING yourself even more by swimming with clothes over your bathing suit than you think you may already be ostracized without them. It looks silly and just screams to everyone: "I'm not okay with my body".

If you are truly uncomfortable with your body image, attracting more attention to it is only going to make you feel worse.

It's like if Waldo wore Day-Glo. It's going to be SUPER EASY to spot him.

Shoes.

In a similar context to Ryan's previous post.

I also like to add shoes to the mix. Maybe it's not such a great idea to walk around in suede or leather boots in a Northeast winter because you will inevitably get those SUPER obvious salt lines that will never leave them.

I can see doing it one day and ruining your shoes, but to continue doing so shows an inability to evaluate the poor decision of wearing the wrong type of shoes in the winter. Either that or you don't know how to NOT walk through salt filled puddles at the ends of streets or NOT have a snowball fight/day in the snow in those clearly inappropriate leather boots.

Jeans

kid trudges into class, male or female. it rained or snowed maybe yesterday or so. its a decent day out, no precipitation. however, this person has about the bottom 8 INCHES OF THEIR JEANS SOAKED, maybe with some salt stains at the top. arrggggg get jeans that fit PLEASE, or at least cuff them so that the jeans that are obviously and UNCOMFORTABLY 2-3 inches too long dont soak up half the mississippi to your mid-shin.

and on the same note, jeans that are super frayed so that a rectangle 3 inches high and 6 inches wide is missing from the bottom back of both the legs of jeans because the offender has been stepping on their excess jean for months. goddamn.

Menus.

I don't know how many people can really relate to this post.

I have no problem living in my neighborhood. Initially, when I would tell someone I live on Mission Hill it would elicit semi-disgusted reactions followed by something to the tune of "you don't really belong there, everyone who lives near Roxbury gets murdered - All the time".

Turns out the only people who live on the Hill are just Northeastern and Wentworth students. Nothing to be afraid of. Just don't wear Yankees or Giants gear outside around midnight on the weekend.


But the really annoying part of living in a neighborhood filled with mostly average/stereotypical college kids is the unsubstantiatedly and inanely large amount of take-out menus I somehow get in my mailbox (which is inside a locked foyer-type room).

I keep getting the same ones over and over and over again. I have about 5 copies of the South End Pizza take out menu. It's as if every month the tenants on Mission Hill change and local restaurants feel obliged to swamp me with useless take-out menus (campusfood.com? come on.).

Please. I get it. One is quite enough.