“Public” posts on Facebook. Lately, a lot of my “friends” on Facebook, who really don’t know how the privacy settings work, will click a “like” on anybody’s “public” post, not realizing that everything they’re saying, as well as their friend (who I don’t know from Adam) and the original poster (who I don’t know from Eve) comes into my newsfeed. It’s like getting someone else’s mail by accident, and then sharing it with all of the neighbors. My God people! Learn to use your privacy settings and your gear icon! Just in the last month, I’ve seen hundreds of wedding pictures from random people who I don’t know and will never know. I’ve seen strange babies, sick children in the hospital, and people on their deathbeds, none of whom I know, simply because people don’t know how to use their privacy filters.
People using cell phones while driving. I live in Southern California, one of the most populated areas in the country. It’s dangerous to drive when people are looking at their phones instead of the road. It’s illegal here to do it, but lots of people do anyway. I’ve never seen anyone get pulled over for doing it.
I hate it when they try to send my older parents to use some type of new automated, computerized system at the doctors office, bank, the dmv or whatever. They don’t use computers at home and are intimidated by them in public. They don’t want to be made to feel stupid or humiliated, but the “customer service people” always want to steer them towards the new technology because it makes their life easier (some how). They both would prefer to simply talk to someone directly.
Drive up window menus that are at the same spot (there should be a menu, then pull up to order) as the person shouting at me from the clown’s mouth in unintelligible sounds. I just pulled up, I have to look at the menu. I don’t go to McJackintheKing very often, so I have to read the menu BEFORE I order. And no, I do not want fries with that, nor an apple pie, nor do I want to supersize anything. And no matter how often, or clearly I ask for the onions to be left off, the order always comes with onions. Always.