Why is it easy to let some small annoyances go and impossible to let others slide by?
I have raged for years about 32″ inseams on my 33.5″ legs. That danged inch and a half is a thorn in my side. On average aren’t people growing taller? Then why on earth haven’t inseams gotten longer? Let it go!
Political ads. The misdirection, happy family photos, staged walks on the beach, outright lies–they all make me cringe. I think every politician should be allotted ten 30 second television advertisements. They may not mention their opponent in any way during those 30 seconds. Only verifiable facts and statistics may be used. Don’t let it go!
The term “supermodel” bugs me. Anything with the word “super” imposed on it should at least be able to fly or bend steel rods. Let it go!
What’s up with beets? They always look like they should taste pleasant, and yet they don’t. It’s that bright red coloring that is the problem. I see festive red and I think, “mmm, sweet,” not “ugh, weird tasting vegetable.” Let it go!
Incorrect use of an apostrophe. Don’t let it go! People, an apostrophe shows ownership:
Paula’s plants. Not Paula’s plant’s.
Plant’s leaves. Not plant’s leave’s
Bathroom seats that are left in the upright position. It’s icky. It’s yucky! But I can live with it. Let it go!
Burps and belches that aren’t followed by the phrase, “Excuse me!” Common courtesy. Don’t let it go!
Blog posts with no apparent point. I hope you can let it go!
Peace, People!
Praying for Eyebrowz 