Thanksgiving is exactly six months from today. On Thanksgiving, we spend time reflecting on how grateful we are for all the wonderful things we have in life. And then we pig out.
But I like griping and complaining, too. So I think today should be celebrated as “Anti-Thanksgiving Day.” Wouldn’t it be special if we spent this day fretting and moaning about the things we hate? And then we can eat a bologna sandwich.
In honor of Anti-Thanksgiving Day, I’ve come up with a list of my pet peeves.
It wasn’t all that hard. But that’s the power of negative thinking. It really comes through like a tidal wave after too much positive thinking has kept it at bay. Nature abhors a vacuum.
Here are my pet peeves:
Christmas shopping (which generally begins about now)
Dogs that piss on the floor (literally a “pet” peeve)
Dresser drawers with broken rails
Missing TV remotes
Most TV shows
Nagging from my wife about blogging too much
Happy Anti-Thanksgiving Day! Got any bugbears of your own?
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