Aggrevation Avenue.

On today's episode of "Will Amanda fail miserably writing or getting people to read her blog" I'd like to discuss/vent a few small examples of things that drive me down aggrevation avenue. You know where I'm talking about...you've been there and you sure as heck never needed GPS to reach that destination. (Although often on the way to somewhere else, USING your GPS, following the directions of a sweet talking non human who keeps getting you lost....you often reach Aggrevation Avenue by accident.)

1. The commonly mis-used word "Fine". ~ Someone you know has been having a hard time with things lately so out of the goodness or your blood pumping organ you ask how they are doing with problem X in their lives. Now, you know this person well and they have admitted to feeling less than extremely happy lately, to say the least. With all genuine concern and care, you ask, anticipating a real answer that will spark conversation or the need to throw in your two cents or best possible advice giving. Instead, you get this response: "I'm FINE, as always!".
::BIG DEEEEEEP SIGH, cause you know that's a big fat lie::
You can't say anything. You can't dooooo anything. You can't pass them a dictionary and say...you should really read up on your definitions or define the word fine because you are using that word all sorts of wrong! You are now stuck knowing that Fine doesnt actually mean fine at all, forever. dumb, dumb, dumb
and...so begins your drive....

2. Chin Hairs. ~ What could be worse than black hairs growing like weeds from your face, nobody telling you they are there, and realizing that by the time that you find one on the middle of your chin hanging 4 inches long, you are at work and have no tweezers to rip it out and have had conversations with the atleast 5 people in the last 24 hours, one of which you like and who you thought was staring at your hot lips, imagining her say they resembled Angelina Jolie's or LL Cool J eating a peach. Right! Nothing is worse. Oh, except for trying to pick it out for 2 hours with your half bitten fingernails and a co-worker walking by wondering why your face is all distorted and your tongue is hanging out.
::Yes, I fell victim to a chin hair :: da na, da na, da na, da na
For your amusement, this is me today, complete with Snookie bump and all. (in case you didn't recognize the monster on my chin):

and...you are now speeding down aggrevation avenue, with no seat belt and hot coffee in your lap.

3. The "Reply All" email button. ~ After numerous re-printing of a document because spellcheck isn't picking up misspelled words in CAPS, you kindly write this overly detailed email to your not so computer literate co-workers, with step by step directions explaining how you just discovered how to fix the problem,, and also how you think it would be helpful and nix extra work if you all use it in the future, let me know if you have any questions, thank you, thank you, etc. etc. Then, you recieve a new email response (knowing someone won't understand and need your help & that will make you feel special) when one of your co-workers attempts to play comedian for the day or just be plain cruel and has so sweetly Replied To All, letting you know that you spelled "Grammar" wrong.  You've GOT to be kidding me!

CRASH, bAm, BoOm! *%&%^#*^*&+=^*! You've now reached aggravation avenue and hit the pissed off tree. Do not pass GO, do not collect $200.