1. Grammatical pet peeve
I do not care for the new conventions regarding apostrophes, as witnessed by this poetic effort on my part.
I will not read Bridget Jones’s Diary.
I do not want to be Jesus’s friend.
Never will I eat John Keats’s Porridge, or
Write a sermon about Moses’s end.
2. Household pet peeve
As much as I want the children to put their dishes into the dishwasher, I CANNOT STAND THE DISORGANIZED FASHION IN WHICH THEY LOAD IT!!!!!!!!!
3. Arts & Entertainment pet peeve (movie theaters, restaurants, concerts)
If you recall the story about The Princess and her concert, you will know it is people who do not have a good sense of when to give up on keeping a child in the theatre, etc.
4. Liturgical pet peeve
I despise it when Passing the Peace becomes anything else. Therefore we greet our neighbors at the beginning of the service and Pass the Peace at the end. I like Mavis’ hat, I really do, and I’ll probably even say so when I shake her hand after worship. But not during the Passing of the Peace. No way. No how.
5. Wild card–pet peeve that doesn’t fit any of the above categories
Other bloggers get lots more comments on their meme-related entries than I ever seem to receive, and it causes me to become not only peevish but also envious, bitter and resentful, which is not a pretty sight. For instance, reverendmother already has 14 comments about her pet peeves. And it would be immature of me to care about such things, but I do and therefore am.
Bonus: Because all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God: What do YOU do that others might consider a pet peeve?
I am forever asking my husband if he is okay. When I ask “Are you okay?” he bellows, caveman-like, “RUOK!!” in response. (r-u-ok)
My former husband felt the same way when I frequently said, “I’m sorry,” but he didn’t come up with nearly so amusing a reply.