I named my Pet "Peeves"

People who try to elicit sympathy. Life is hard all over. I have no empathy for people who feel the need to parade a litany of why life is cruel and unjust to them for anyone who will listen. Or barring actively listen, read sign language. Everyone has a story. Yours is not unique. Get a blog. It'll help you feel more superior about yourself.

People who use the phrase "I am a good person". No your not. Good people don't need to constantly reassure themselves of their inherent goodness. Chances are they probably aren't keeping score.

People who take up multiple seats on the bus and/or subway. I mean I'm sure your jansport backpack had a hard day at work too, but unless it has it's own metrocard and paid the same fare I did, I think I'm more deserving of a seat you selfish fuck.

People who think being an nonconformist is cool and fashionable. It's not. I've got news for you lemming, you've jumped off the cliff. Being an independent thinker means you can assess and judge things on an individual basis. The embarrassing stuff is cool. So what you sing along to "Since you've been gone." every time it comes on the radio? Or you know every word to Pretty in Pink forwards and backwards? Like things because you like them, not because your trying to win hipster points. Be Brave.

People who don't read. I mean c'mon. I love popular entertainment as much as the next person, but kick it old skool once in awhile. Y'know left to right, up and down. It's like riding a bike, if you enjoy things that evolve physical exertion that is. Read a newspaper, a magazine, whatever Oprah tells you, I don't care but exercise your brain.

People who've never gone to a concert. Because that's just silly. I'll buy you a ticket! Live music, whether it be in a small club or an arena, especially seeing a musician you love, is the best. Period.

People who text me chain letters. Your crush isn't going to love you, you're not going to have bad luck, the orphans are not going to get shoes, Bill Gates is not going to send you a check, and while your at it delete my number. Thanks.
Alright this stream of consciousness is getting pointless, although satisfyingly fun, now.