There are very few things in life that annoy the ever-loving fuck out of me, but there is one – when someone whistles/hums/sings constantly. It’s even worse when they do it sort of low so you are not sure what they are even singing. I wrote about this before in this post. (I know, first world problems, right?)
So why am I bringing this up again? Because it has.not.stopped! For several months I have been listening to this man for 8 freaking hours a day, humming, whistling or singing. 8 FREAKING HOURS. They should really use this as some sort of torture device while interrogating terror suspects. It would work, I can assure you that, and it would be slightly more humane than water-boarding 😉
People have mentioned it to him before, including me -usually in a lighthearted way – but he does not get it! I am fairly certain he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. It’s a subconscious thing, but that doesn’t make it any less annoying! Some days I can block it out, but other days it is like slowly being mauled to death by a pack of wolves.
My poor, sweet wife got the brunt of my frustration this morning.
D was in another room, humming/singing to herself just soft enough so I couldn’t tell what it was. She has a mostly adorable habit of making up songs and singing them to the cat, and I thought that was what she was doing. I just stepped out of the shower and could hear her. I sort of snapped at her to stop singing, and she called me Mrs. Controlling-pants and got very offended. It’s not that I don’t want her to sing – on the contrary- it means she is happy. But I just could not take it. I am pmsing at the moment and so is she, so it really was not the best idea to say anything, but I just snapped! (sorry honey!) We made up quickly, but I know I hurt her feelings 😦
I had the entire week off last week, and it was nice, quiet and relaxing. It was bliss. Then I came back yesterday to Mr. Singy-hummy pants and my patience is starting to fray a bit. I am sure it will pass. I am sure it is all hormonal.
In the meantime, commiserate with me! What are your pet peeves?