Here are the things I am sick of:

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I'm one who yoga was yoga bashing. I've tried it at least 10 times at 3 different studios and different styles of yoga. It's not the actual yoga I hate its the hushed tones, the "breathe into the light, breath out peace," namaste BS. I get that yoga provides an important comonent of fitness, but please spare me all the pseudo-spiritual, new agey, hippy-dippiness. I also get annoyed by the celebs and other people who say all they do is yoga and it not only keeps them fit but also "centered and balanced."

Please give me some muscle screaming boot camp, Crossfit or an endorphin pumping run over yoga any day, in spite of the fact that I know yoga would be a good addition to this regular exercise. What can I say, I'm an endorphin junkie.

But yoga is a spiritual practice. I don't understand why you think that's BS? If you don't like it you don't have to go. If it doesn't work for you, that's fine, but that doesn't mean it's BS. Yoga does keep people centered and balanced.

[Anonymous]

Sick of people in NW DC who assume everyone around them has the same political beliefs as they do, and therefore that they can be openly smirky and superior in casual conversation.

SOOO sick of noisy, whining leaf blowers.

Sick of traffic and playing chicken with oncoming cars on too narrow streets.

Sick of people obsessed about Ivy league degrees.

[Anonymous]

DCUM-specific list (and yes, I know these are beyond trivial, and no, I don't spend a lot of time thinking about them):

Referring to your kiddo or kiddos. It's cutsey and annoying. Just say kids, or children.

Also, the constant use of the DH, DW, DS, DD convention. Unless you refer to your "dear husband" and "dear daughter" in everyday conversation (which is in and of itself ridiculous), you're misusing the abbreviations. And if you're so pressed for time that you can't be bothered to type out the word "husband" perhaps you should stop freakin' posting and get back to whatever you should be doing.

People who type f*ck or sh*t. Come on. Does it really make it better if you don't type the whole word out? If you want to curse, fucking curse. Own it.

When someone complains about the bratty behavior of some kid at the park/grocery store/school/movies/wherever, the inevitable response, "What if the kid has special needs?" Yes, of course some kids have special needs, and different standards and expectations apply to them. But more likely it's a kid who is just acting like a brat. It's OK to complain about that kid without paragraph long caveats that this gripe doesn't apply to special needs kids.

People who start every response post with some derivative of, "I'm so sorry, OP" when the complaint is that her husband (see how easy it is to type the whole word out?!) doesn't pick up his socks, or acts like a fucking douchebag (again, see how easy it is?), or something similarly trivial. If she's announced she has cancer, then please, offer your sympathy. But most often, it's shallow, saccarine empathy from someone who remembers from her Psychology 101 class, "Women are more empathetic, and men are problem solvers."

Shit - I need to get a life.

[Anonymous]

I'm sick of play dates. And after school sports/classes. Isn't 7 hours a day enough time for children to socialize?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Sick of people in NW DC who assume everyone around them has the same political beliefs as they do, and therefore that they can be openly smirky and superior in casual conversation.

Agree with this. I'm not conservative, but my husband is, and the constant assumption that everyone is liberal is annoying. Especially because so many of those liberals consider themselves open-minded.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:DCUM-specific list (and yes, I know these are beyond trivial, and no, I don't spend a lot of time thinking about them):

Referring to your kiddo or kiddos. It's cutsey and annoying. Just say kids, or children.

Also, the constant use of the DH, DW, DS, DD convention. Unless you refer to your "dear husband" and "dear daughter" in everyday conversation (which is in and of itself ridiculous), you're misusing the abbreviations. And if you're so pressed for time that you can't be bothered to type out the word "husband" perhaps you should stop freakin' posting and get back to whatever you should be doing.

People who type f*ck or sh*t. Come on. Does it really make it better if you don't type the whole word out? If you want to curse, fucking curse. Own it.

When someone complains about the bratty behavior of some kid at the park/grocery store/school/movies/wherever, the inevitable response, "What if the kid has special needs?" Yes, of course some kids have special needs, and different standards and expectations apply to them. But more likely it's a kid who is just acting like a brat. It's OK to complain about that kid without paragraph long caveats that this gripe doesn't apply to special needs kids.

People who start every response post with some derivative of, "I'm so sorry, OP" when the complaint is that her husband (see how easy it is to type the whole word out?!) doesn't pick up his socks, or acts like a fucking douchebag (again, see how easy it is?), or something similarly trivial. If she's announced she has cancer, then please, offer your sympathy. But most often, it's shallow, saccarine empathy from someone who remembers from her Psychology 101 class, "Women are more empathetic, and men are problem solvers."

Shit - I need to get a life.

YES!!!!!!!!!!!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:DCUM-specific list (and yes, I know these are beyond trivial, and no, I don't spend a lot of time thinking about them):

Referring to your kiddo or kiddos. It's cutsey and annoying. Just say kids, or children.

Also, the constant use of the DH, DW, DS, DD convention. Unless you refer to your "dear husband" and "dear daughter" in everyday conversation (which is in and of itself ridiculous), you're misusing the abbreviations. And if you're so pressed for time that you can't be bothered to type out the word "husband" perhaps you should stop freakin' posting and get back to whatever you should be doing.
People who type f*ck or sh*t. Come on. Does it really make it better if you don't type the whole word out? If you want to curse, fucking curse. Own it.
When someone complains about the bratty behavior of some kid at the park/grocery store/school/movies/wherever, the inevitable response, "What if the kid has special needs?" Yes, of course some kids have special needs, and different standards and expectations apply to them. But more likely it's a kid who is just acting like a brat. It's OK to complain about that kid without paragraph long caveats that this gripe doesn't apply to special needs kids.
People who start every response post with some derivative of, "I'm so sorry, OP" when the complaint is that her husband (see how easy it is to type the whole word out?!) doesn't pick up his socks, or acts like a fucking douchebag (again, see how easy it is?), or something similarly trivial. If she's announced she has cancer, then please, offer your sympathy. But most often, it's shallow, saccarine empathy from someone who remembers from her Psychology 101 class, "Women are more empathetic, and men are problem solvers."

Shit - I need to get a life.

LOVE IT!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:DCUM-specific list (and yes, I know these are beyond trivial, and no, I don't spend a lot of time thinking about them):

Referring to your kiddo or kiddos. It's cutsey and annoying. Just say kids, or children.

Also, the constant use of the DH, DW, DS, DD convention. Unless you refer to your "dear husband" and "dear daughter" in everyday conversation (which is in and of itself ridiculous), you're misusing the abbreviations. And if you're so pressed for time that you can't be bothered to type out the word "husband" perhaps you should stop freakin' posting and get back to whatever you should be doing.

People who type f*ck or sh*t. Come on. Does it really make it better if you don't type the whole word out? If you want to curse, fucking curse. Own it.

When someone complains about the bratty behavior of some kid at the park/grocery store/school/movies/wherever, the inevitable response, "What if the kid has special needs?" Yes, of course some kids have special needs, and different standards and expectations apply to them. But more likely it's a kid who is just acting like a brat. It's OK to complain about that kid without paragraph long caveats that this gripe doesn't apply to special needs kids.

People who start every response post with some derivative of, "I'm so sorry, OP" when the complaint is that her husband (see how easy it is to type the whole word out?!) doesn't pick up his socks, or acts like a fucking douchebag (again, see how easy it is?), or something similarly trivial. If she's announced she has cancer, then please, offer your sympathy. But most often, it's shallow, saccarine empathy from someone who remembers from her Psychology 101 class, "Women are more empathetic, and men are problem solvers."

Shit - I need to get a life.

YES!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes to the gripes, or the observation that I need to get a life?

[Anonymous]

I'm sick of play dates. And after school sports/classes. Isn't 7 hours a day enough time for children to socialize?

Hmmm. Considering my children don't play a sport DURING school, we have to have practices after school.

But I don't do playdates. And I hate the term "playdate," btw.

[Anonymous]

But yoga is a spiritual practice. I don't understand why you think that's BS? If you don't like it you don't have to go. If it doesn't work for you, that's fine, but that doesn't mean it's BS. Yoga does keep people centered and balanced.

And I'll add that Power Yoga is a hell of a workout. Especially if it's heated. The Army Special Forces uses power yoga as part of their P.T. program. It's insanely difficult if done correctly and taught by a good instructor. I can run 26.2 miles, but my first few power yoga classes kicked my ass. I spent at least half the class in child's pose.

[Anonymous]

Going out for an expensive lunch with my coworkers for every one of their stupid birthdays and being forced to pay for the birthday boy/girl in addition to my own over-priced meal.

People who claim to be foodies (see rant above).

Politics.

Men and women who wear high water pants.

Unpressed shirts. Men, take your work shirts to the cleaners or iron them.

DC weather.

Drivers who turn right on red when the sign says, "No turn on red."

[Anonymous]

uggs

[Anonymous]

the trots

[Anonymous]

Drivers who turn left from the rightmost lane.

[Anonymous]

People who are able to poop in public restrooms. Try as I might, my sphincter locks up like a vise grip. Jealous, just plain jealous.