Okay, so then I'm not a freak? Or maybe we're both freaks. I realize everyone makes some sound when they eat, but some people make a lot more than others and it's really annoying. Especially when it's people eating with their mouth open or crunching really loud.
I especially can't stand the crunching when it's coming from behind me. Go figure.
ohhhhhh when the noises come from behind me it's like a window into hell. crunching is bad, but slurping/licking of fingers/smacking of lips is like being tortured.
ohhhhhh when the noises come from behind me it's like a window into hell.
LOL! YES!
Oh yeah, the licking smacking lips sounds too are even worse from behind! But for some reason the crunching really gets to me.
If I'm at my desk and my husband is standing anywhere near and behind me eating something crunchy I get almost demonic on him. He doesn't get it and usually goes off with his tail tucked like a puppy dog. I'm like you know it's a pet peeve so why do you do it?
Oh, and at the movies I can't stand the sound of someone rustling in their popcorn behind me. So I always make sure we sit in the very back.
One of the things I hate most about being someplace like a mall or restaurant (or a restaurant in a mall) is the large numbers of small children present. Whenever I'm in a place like that, I always have the opportunity to mutter to Barb, "Oh, good, the screaming child arrived."
I must be a magnet for screaming children and idiot drivers.
I am also a magnet for idiot drivers (usually defined as "drivers who don't know how to get out of their own way, making me yell, 'Why won't you MOOOOVE!?'")
So far, thankfully, Catherine has been a perfect angel whenever we've taken her to a restaurant.
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I especially can't stand the crunching when it's coming from behind me. Go figure.
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crunching is bad, but slurping/licking of fingers/smacking of lips is like being tortured.
so no, there is *nothing* wrong with you!
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LOL! YES!
Oh yeah, the licking smacking lips sounds too are even worse from behind! But for some reason the crunching really gets to me.
If I'm at my desk and my husband is standing anywhere near and behind me eating something crunchy I get almost demonic on him. He doesn't get it and usually goes off with his tail tucked like a puppy dog. I'm like you know it's a pet peeve so why do you do it?
Oh, and at the movies I can't stand the sound of someone rustling in their popcorn behind me. So I always make sure we sit in the very back.
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I must be a magnet for screaming children and idiot drivers.
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So far, thankfully, Catherine has been a perfect angel whenever we've taken her to a restaurant.
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