Beware, I have a lot of them:
(One my least favorite ways of spending time…waiting for the bus)
- -When a CD skips on my favorite song.
-Cocky, arrogant men who look good and they know it. You know, the type of dudes with sunglasses on at night, gel packed in their hair, prettier than you. I secretly wish they’d get jumped…I know that sounds horrible but it’s true.
-When I’m in an artistic, creative mood and the phone won’t stop ringing.
-Shopping for bras.
-Going to the dentist. I hate the entire process. I’m already 6 months overdue for a check up. I procrastinated until the very end, until I had no choice but to have my wisdom teeth removed. I was living on Anbesol, eating soup and the whole nine just to avoid going to the dentist.
-A snag in my favorite hijab.
-Cold weather and snow. Driving in the snow. Lucky me, I live in Minnesota.
-People talking on their cell phone during Jumah. People’s cell phone ringing during Jumah. People talking during Jumah. UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!
-Going to the hair salon.
-New shirt, nothing to wear it with.
-Dry skin, lips, face…okay, dryness on my body in general.
-Habitually late people. My sister isn’t on CP time, she isn’t only on African time, she’s on pre-colonial African time and it annoys me to no end.
-The Tyra Show.
-People that talk during movies. Missing the previews because I deal with people who are on CP time. Or my friend who insisted upon smuggling chicken into the movie theater but didn’t have a big enough purse so she looked at me with big puppy dog eyes and asked me to put it in my purse….pretty please. (You know who you are!)
-Black American Muslims who suddenly adopt an accent once they become Muslim. Also, BAMs who feel the need to pepper their sentences with random Arabic words in order to gain some type of prestige or acceptance. “Na’am uhkti, I did ask him…yeah…I mean, na’aam, shukran uhkti…that brother is majnoon…hahaha uhkti” *rolling eyes*
-Tripping on my skirt, abaya or dress when going up the stairs.
-Undisciplined kids. If your kids are bad don’t ask me to babysit them. Especially if you don’t believe in spanking. I have about this much patience for bad kids. Umph!
-Old dudes who dress like they’re young. Old dudes at the masjid trying to holler at young sisters. Nobody’s checking for you papi! Gweh!
-Standing next to someone with B.O. during salaah.
-Finding a clothing item online, falling in love with it, ordering it and when it comes realizing it doesn’t look as good as it does in the picture.
-Long blogs where I do nothing but complain about what I hate. 😉
Okay, I’ll stop here. What annoys you?