I have a few pet peeves in life – don’t we all? Like yours, mine are quite simple and quirky – but they are mine.
For instance, I cannot stand it when my kids and dogs step on my feet – they do it chronically and it drives me nuts! I also can’t stand it when guests plop their butt in a head seat at the dining room table in someone else’s home. Another favorite peeve of mine is when people don’t RSVP to invitations and then they show up to the event (and sometimes they bring their own guests. I once saw a picture in someone’s beach home that had a saying on it “Guests of guests may not bring guests” I loved that one). So you get the point – my peeves (and these are just a few) are stupid – the are little things that are ultimately harmless in the grand scheme of things but they carry big power to “get my goat”.
Well one more of my favorite peeves is that anytime I go out to eat I always ask for lemon with my glass of water or iced tea. About 75-80% of the time, I don’t get them lemon (at least it seems that way). When this happens I would usually let it go – until recently…
Let me share with you what happened one innocent Friday afternoon at lunch with my 3 year old daughter.