When I first saw the question, I didn’t think anything bothered me. However, I know that isn’t true.
Little things bother me. Food at potlucks because of my allergy to chicken and peanuts. I always need to ask if I can’t tell what’s in the dish. I stopped going to the potlucks here, but not for that reason.
I’m bothered by people’s driving. I try not to be, but it’s hard not to be concerned when the driver is so erratic. I love my friends. I just don’t always trust their driving.
Politics bothers me. I hate politics and discussing it and the people in office, especially their bad points, aggravates the heck out of me. I know what I feel about the people in office. I choose not to voice my opinion. I wish others felt the same way.
I’m particularly bothered by people who constantly complain about other people. We have a new manager. However, people can’t find one nice thing to say about her. I’ve never had a problem with her. If I did, I would still keep my opinions to myself. Just as I do with politics.
People who have more respect for animals than they do people, also bothers me. I like animals, but I won’t go out of my way for one. I’m talking about the wild animals, not the domestic ones. Nor would I consider an animal before a human being.
There are just some things I don’t understand about people, and yes, that bothers me too. I would like to understand people better, then maybe nothing would bother me. Yes, it would.
Okay, I said my piece. I’m sure there is a lot more that bothers me, but this is the main ones. Thanks for reading. The image belongs to me.
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