For the record, the screech of fingernails against a blackboard never bothered me. But for some people, the sound is excruciating to hear, like – well, like nails on a blackboard. Every one of us has our own personal list of pet peeves, the idiosyncrasies, noises, and habits that drive us absolutely crazy. Of course, some us have longer lists than others. At the risk of exposing myself as a complete freak of nature, here is a list of my worst pet peeves:
- The sound of someone rubbing a balloon. Who needs static electricity to make their hair stand on end? The sound of squeaky balloons does the job for me.
- Bright overhead lights. Yes, most people prefer to light up dark rooms with a flood of bright lights. I, however, am probably part bat and prefer dimly lit spaces at night. In fact, bright lights give me a headache.
- The sounds of people smacking, slurping, or crunching loudly while eating. Guess what I learned? There is an actual medical name for this “pet peeve.” Looks like I suffer from Misophonia. Guess what else? My oldest son deals with the same condition. Yes, meal times can be interesting at our house.
- Country music. I know, I know. How can I love nearly every genre of music from classical to hard rock, yet shun gold ole’ all-American country western music? I don’t know. There’s just something about the twangy-ness of the guitars and the whiny sound of the singers that makes my skin crawl. An example of twangy country music
- Fractals. Ugh. That’s all I have to say about that. Even thinking about fractals gives me intense, horrible goosebumps and an itchy scalp. Like right now. Gotta go recover.