I’ve been thinking about the things that get my goat, those irrationally annoying things that can set my teeth on edge but which don’t seem that annoying to others.
My former boss had a real bugbear about the misuse of the apostrophe and would pontificate for hours about how people who couldn’t master such a basic grammar point should be rounded up and shot and how reading poor grammar and spelling made her eyes bleed. It does sound extreme but I suspect we all have something that makes our blood boil even if it simply isn’t that important in the scheme of things.
I’ve got a few. I’m quite a placid and tolerant person but certain phrases make me scream internally. One of which is “You’ve never lived till you’ve….” It annoys me intensely because it’s illogical for a starter. OK, so what have I been doing up to this point then? Being undead? It also has a strong element of elitism: the I’m-doing-something-terribly-exciting-that-most-of-you-haven’t-done-yet kind of elitism. It smacks of having discovered something truly amazing and lifechanging, and in 99% of cases, it’s so far from the truth. Maybe it counts as an honorary hyperbole. But it pisses me off when people say it. “You’ve never lived till you’ve danced in the rain!” Big bloody deal! “You’ve never lived till you’ve seen Paris!” It’s another city, get over it!
I’ve got plenty more where those came from but what about your bugbears? People who tell you they’re arriving at 10am and never show up at all? The inserts in the Sunday papers?
Go on, make my day and tell me your bugbears. Please.