Nice things people do that offend you

[AndyC]

People who stop when you want to cross the road and then point and blow incessantly about you getting across as fast as you can. Jeez, what'd you even stop for then?!

I hate it when people stop when they aren't supposed to and don't need to. If I'm crossing the street somewhere other than a crossing, cars aren't supposed to stop. If one does stop, it takes a few seconds to confirm the driver's intentions. If he'd just driven by, I could already be crossing the street.

Same at intersections with all-way stop signs. If I drive up to one of these, I know how right of way is determined, but there's usually some jackass who always wants to let the other guy go first. Sorry, but in the time it takes to sort out that you're giving up the right of way, we both could have gone. Of course, not all of these guys are being nice. Most of them just don't know what they're doing and they're scared to go first in case they're wrong.

I once merged onto a street and ended up slowing to a crawl because the guy I was supposed to yield to was determined to let me in. It was late at night, and we might have been the only two cars on the street. I come off the expressway, there's a car where I need to go, so I hold off on accelerating until it passes. This idiot decides to be nice and let me in, so he slows down. There isn't another car anywhere near this guy, just wide open space in front and behind him. It's not rush hour or anything. I don't need his help to merge. All I know is there's a car sitting in my blind spot and he won't get out. I take my foot right off the gas, and this other guy, who is already on the road and has the right of way, continues to slow down. We're well below the speed limit before I figure out what he's doing and step on the gas.

If you're supposed to drive, then drive. Otherwise, you're just causing confusion.

[Paquita]

Oh!  I hate when I come to work looking slightly different than I normally do because all stinkin’ day people are stopping me to make a big loud to-do about my appearance.  I wouldn’t mind if it was just a simple compliment while we were talking, but it’s always someone interrupting me while I’m doing something or stopping me before I’ve even got to my desk to make a big show of the fact that I’m wearing a dress today instead of pants, or green instead of black, or my hair is down instead of up.  I’m really shy as it is and I hate being the center of attention, which is probably why these people purposely make such a fuss, but it’s totally embarrassing to me.  I’d love to wear dresses and different colors every day but I’m so afraid of these people and their “compliments” that I just go back to the same old thing.  

People who think they are being helpful but are really just being A holes. Perfect example... I was at a convenience store looking through the cold medicine because I felt like crap(should have been a clue that I wasn't in a good mood) and this guy walks up to me and says... you would be really pretty if you lost a little weight.. what? oh, hell no, he didn't just say that to me! I said, its funny you say that because I was just thinking damn, I wish I could lose some weight so I would look good to some dumb ass stranger.. He replied, I was just trying to help you, b***h! and stormed off.   

I don’t see how those people can think they’re being kind.  I can’t stand it when someone points out some obvious physical flaw, like weight, or a zit, or “you look like crap”.  What is pointing out something that I’m completely aware of going to do?  How does that help?  It only makes things worse!

Now if I have chocolate on my face, toilet paper on my shoe, or there’s a hole on the butt of my pants, does anyone say anything to me?  Nope!  I just get looked at weird by strangers until I figure it out for myself.

[Trevor]

Believe it or not, I sometimes have trouble talking so I hate it when people try to "help" by second-guessing me or finishing my sentences for me. 

[Jack]

My wife can drive me nuts when we're eating dinner.  "Would you like some salt?  Some milk?  Is it too hot?  Is it hot enough?  Did I give you too much?  Would you like some more?  Do you want to get it yourself, or should I get it for you?"

I'd just like to finish chewing this mouthful of food without somebody asking me 20 freakin' questions! 

[Mr. DS]

People who say "ITS FRIDAY" at work.  God I hate that.

[AndyC]

I see there's a few shy people on here. Don't you hate it when some extrovert makes an extra effort to draw you out, include you, or get you involved in something? Who are they to decide what's enjoyable for me, or what level of participation suits me? It's not so bad if it's somebody who makes the effort, but respects my wishes if I politely decline or give some other sign that I'm really all right taking a more passive role in whatever is going on. But there are those people who just can't see beyond what they think is pleasant or proper, and they just keep bugging. That just makes me uncomfortable, and depending on how persistent they are, it can make me angry. I think I've told you guys in another thread about the evening of dinner theatre that almost turned violent when a couple of determined actors attempted to physically wrestle me out of my seat. They thought it would be fun, and I'm sure they did not realize how close they came to getting the crap knocked out of them. I had no trouble pulling away from them, and I could just as easily have started punching, but they finally backed off. In hindsight, it would have been a good lesson to those guys if I'd called the cops and had them hauled out of there on assault charges, but it would have ruined our vacation.

[Newt]

I see there's a few shy people on here. Don't you hate it when some extrovert makes an extra effort to draw you out, include you, or get you involved in something? Who are they to decide what's enjoyable for me, or what level of participation suits me? It's not so bad if it's somebody who makes the effort, but respects my wishes if I politely decline or give some other sign that I'm really all right taking a more passive role in whatever is going on. But there are those people who just can't see beyond what they think is pleasant or proper, and they just keep bugging. That just makes me uncomfortable, and depending on how persistent they are, it can make me angry.

That can be the worst.  I do appreciate their well-meant intentions when someone offers or tries *tactfully* to draw me out a bit. It's nice that someone wants me included.  But when they persist/insist, making a fuss, the discomfort generated is awful: why can't they take 'no, thank you' for an answer?

[Mr. DS]

I see there's a few shy people on here. Don't you hate it when some extrovert makes an extra effort to draw you out, include you, or get you involved in something? Who are they to decide what's enjoyable for me, or what level of participation suits me? It's not so bad if it's somebody who makes the effort, but respects my wishes if I politely decline or give some other sign that I'm really all right taking a more passive role in whatever is going on. But there are those people who just can't see beyond what they think is pleasant or proper, and they just keep bugging. That just makes me uncomfortable, and depending on how persistent they are, it can make me angry.

That can be the worst.  I do appreciate their well-meant intentions when someone offers or tries *tactfully* to draw me out a bit. It's nice that someone wants me included.  But when they persist/insist, making a fuss, the discomfort generated is awful: why can't they take 'no, thank you' for an answer?

I recall at my current job the first three months being kind of forced to go to lunch with some of my coworkers.  From day one I insisted that I really enjoy solitude during my lunch break however these folks just had to pry to get me to go with them.  In order not to look too douchebag-ish (which I should have never felt in the first place seeing they should've let up) I went.  After three months I just bailed on them and have been eating at my desk ever since. 

[Trevor]

I'd just like to finish chewing this mouthful of food without somebody asking me 20 freakin' questions! 

My mom had that habit until a few months ago. While she was visiting, she was asking me a question while I was eating. I tried to answer, I started to choke and then threw up on the carpet. She's let me eat until I was finished since then.

[Trevor]

I see there's a few shy people on here. Don't you hate it when some extrovert makes an extra effort to draw you out, include you, or get you involved in something? Who are they to decide what's enjoyable for me, or what level of participation suits me? It's not so bad if it's somebody who makes the effort, but respects my wishes if I politely decline or give some other sign that I'm really all right taking a more passive role in whatever is going on. But there are those people who just can't see beyond what they think is pleasant or proper, and they just keep bugging. That just makes me uncomfortable, and depending on how persistent they are, it can make me angry. I think I've told you guys in another thread about the evening of dinner theatre that almost turned violent when a couple of determined actors attempted to physically wrestle me out of my seat. They thought it would be fun, and I'm sure they did not realize how close they came to getting the crap knocked out of them. I had no trouble pulling away from them, and I could just as easily have started punching, but they finally backed off. In hindsight, it would have been a good lesson to those guys if I'd called the cops and had them hauled out of there on assault charges, but it would have ruined our vacation.

I think we might be brothers, Andy.

I'm by nature a gentle person (see me interact with kids and you'll realize that) but some people just don't know not to hassle me or to push me. A bully in high school pushed me too far in 1981 and I put him in hospital for a few weeks ~ the legend about me is that no one messes with me, if they've any sense at all.

People push me too far sometimes and then they're upset when I lose my temper: Did you &^%$#@'s think I was going to just sit there and take your sh*t? 

[Skull]

...toilet paper on my shoe...

Although I'm a little afraid what Harry Potter's Dad would do for having toilet paper on your shoe... 

[AndyC]

I recall at my current job the first three months being kind of forced to go to lunch with some of my coworkers.  From day one I insisted that I really enjoy solitude during my lunch break however these folks just had to pry to get me to go with them.  In order not to look too douchebag-ish (which I should have never felt in the first place seeing they should've let up) I went.  After three months I just bailed on them and have been eating at my desk ever since. 

I didn't mind going for lunch with co-workers when I worked at a paper where we all developed some genuine camaraderie on the job and got along well together. It would be awkward going to lunch with people right off the bat.

The last job I had, I really wanted nothing to do with anyone on a personal level, and actively disliked a couple of people, and yet they kept holding these team building, morale boosting get-togethers. In true corporate fashion, they didn't give a s**t about morale from Monday to Friday, but scheduled official times to have it boosted off the clock. OK, if I wanted to associate with any of these people outside of work, I would, and if you want to boost my morale, try not to be such pricks to work for. I don't think I went to a single one of those things, and I know I wasn't seen as a team player. They had kind of a warped idea of what a team is.

[Mr. DS]

I recall at my current job the first three months being kind of forced to go to lunch with some of my coworkers.  From day one I insisted that I really enjoy solitude during my lunch break however these folks just had to pry to get me to go with them.  In order not to look too douchebag-ish (which I should have never felt in the first place seeing they should've let up) I went.  After three months I just bailed on them and have been eating at my desk ever since. 

I didn't mind going for lunch with co-workers when I worked at a paper where we all developed some genuine camaraderie on the job and got along well together. It would be awkward going to lunch with people right off the bat.

The last job I had, I really wanted nothing to do with anyone on a personal level, and actively disliked a couple of people, and yet they kept holding these team building, morale boosting get-togethers. In true corporate fashion, they didn't give a s**t about morale from Monday to Friday, but scheduled official times to have it boosted off the clock. OK, if I wanted to associate with any of these people outside of work, I would, and if you want to boost my morale, try not to be such pricks to work for. I don't think I went to a single one of those things, and I know I wasn't seen as a team player. They had kind of a warped idea of what a team is.

The group I got stuck with was the gossip queens sadly.  You know, the people that needed to know more about "the new guy" than everyone else even if they truly at heart didn't care.  When I broke it off they seem to take it personally.  I simply informed them I'd rather be alone at lunch.  I really had nothing much in common with them. 

I should point out too, people who tell me my food looks good while I'm eating get on my nerves too. 

[Ed, Ego and Superego]

Tying the handles of grocery bags into knots to make them easier to carry. 

[retrorussell]

People who try to strike up a long-winded conversation with me when they don't know me at all.  Did I ASK you to talk to me for a long time??    And then when you give obvious signs you don't want really want to talk much (walk away slightly when they pause, look the other direction, pick up a book, etc.) they TOTALLY don't get the hint.  SHUT UP!!!