More than three

Name your top three pet peeves.

‘I can’t find,’ the everyday phrase that makes me mad
‘Mama, there aren’t any clean glasses in the cupboard?’ Shouted my son from the kitchen downstairs.
I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply as it was just an hour or so ago that I had taken a dozen from the dishwasher and arranged all the sparkly clean glasses in the cupboard.
‘Go and borrow some from the neighbours, then,’ I shouted back from my bedroom.

‘After you.‘ The kind but also annoying phrase.
‘After you,’ I said with a smile and took a step back so the  next person, mostly an elderly, could get on the bus. But then the third followed, and the fourth, and the fifth. And, I became the last to get on. (To be honest, sometimes I am the second in line who accepted the first’s sacrifice and caused the martyer more delay)

‘I am not complaining,’ the phrase that gives me a terrible headache.
‘Such a horrible day! My muscles ache. Traffic, traffic, traffic.
No one understands. No one cares. Everyday expenses. Blocks on social media, etc., but, I am not complaining.’

‘Don’t judge‘ the phrase that makes me feel so unfair, so inconsiderate though I am not.
‘He didn’t stop swearing all evening.’
’Don’t judge.’
‘How can this be judging?’
’Because you mean he is a bad person.’
’But I didn’t say that, and he might be better than all of us. I was just referring to something that was obvious and improper.’

The poor drama, that makes me so disappointed, so hurt. 
’I was busy with relocation and all its fuss.’
‘You moved, really? Where? Why? How is it?’
And I answered, joined in, detailing what the other already knew.

With all the best wishes,

Nahla