Irritants

First pet peeve: wallowing in Pity City.

I don't have the patience for people who dwell in Pity City perpetually. Like a cartoon I watched about a grasshopper who didn't gather food for winter, he kept singing "Oh, the world owes me a living" and expects things to go right for him while not taking an effort.

Sure, we all get down on occasion but perpetually? What I wish I could do is to strangle this person until she sees the light at the end of her tunnel and realise there's more to it than just me, myself and I.

Second pet peeve: cutting the business/personal line too thin.

I've just asked one of my colleagues who works in the IT department to buy me a stack of blank CDs the next time he goes to stock up for the company. He refused, saying I wanted it for personal reasons and therefore I should just go get it myself at the supermarket nearby. The price will be "about the same".

He probably thinks I am doing some kind of illegal VCD trade or copying porn with *gasp* company property! And oh, and the extra effort to say "I need extra 20 pieces for a friend" is inappropriate since it is during working hours. Or maybe he's afraid I'm never going to pay him back for that 20 pieces if he used his cash first.

The WORST thing is that he calls himself a Christian. I'm sorry, I can't separate this fact even though I know we all fall short of perfection and that I have my own plank in my eye while I'm staring at his speck.