It makes me crazy when chicken wings are called buffalo wings. I don't know about you, but I don't want to eat a buffalo. haha! j/k But still, I call them hot wings.
It makes me crazy that The Scooter Store emails me every day. I always send it to my spam folder. It never fails. They send the email every.single.day. I'm pretty sure I don't need a scooter.
It makes me crazy when people say, " I had spaghetti tonight." Oh ok, so you just had dry spaghetti? Spaghetti is a type of pasta. How boring to sit down and eat a big bowl of dry spaghetti with no sauce. It should be I had spaghetti with tomato sauce, or meat sauce. Now you know.
It makes me crazy when people say "Exspecially." It is especially.
It makes me crazy when people say "ATM machine." It is an automated teller machine. Not an automated teller machine machine.
It makes me crazy when people put seasonings on meat while on the grill. It burns right off. If you want the meat to have flavor marinate it. Marinating takes 30 minutes or longer and it happens before you cook the meat.
It makes me crazy when a waiter or waitress says, "No problem." I ask for a refill on my water and they say "No problem!" Well why would it be a problem? It is your job.
It makes me crazy when my kids give me that blank stare. I ask Layla or Hayden for help with a task and they just stand there as if I am talking in another language. Uggh!
It makes me crazy when people don't RSVP. It doesn't even have to be a super fast response. I'll even accept a few days before the event, but to not even respond. RUDE. I'm not perfect. I have not responded before, but I am working on this!
It makes me crazy when people are so negative all the time. I can see every once in awhile we all have bad days and very sad things happen in our lives. We need our friends and family to help lift our spirits. BUT every single day: another sob story. It makes me crazy when people want to create silly drama for themselves. My honest opinion.... I think life is what we make of it. I take a bad day and make it good. I don't want to hang out with negative people and I'm sure no one else does either.
So what makes you crazy on this steaming HOT happy hump day?