14 Random Peeves

1. Don't pronounce my surname as "Jao", ever.

2. Yes, I'm a vegetarian. That doesn't mean I'm ignorant as to be unaware that there's no such thing as a "Chicken Flavored Ice Cream". You're neither clever nor original in being able to come up with that "joke", because I've heard it a billion times, and it wasn't funny the first time.

3. No, I don't hate you, but I'm not applying to any Igenportals or other pyramid/"networking"/insert-vogue-jargon-synonymous-to-pyramiding companies. That's final.

4. When I ask hard questions (take, for example, "What is the source of suffering?") I want to hear well-composed thoughts and cases, and not easy answers. If that should take time, then use all the time necessary. Just don't feed me with platitudes. And security blanket (statements) MUST go to the laundry.

5. I can handle expletives, but I hate guys who cuss misogynistic remarks in the presence of women.

6. Emotion is not a fashion statement. Stop feeling so special when you get all depressed and suicidal.

7. You're not a writer just because you're an eventologist. For that matter, you're not an -ologist just because you specialize in something.

8. Stop pretending you're so sharp, panache-y, artistic and elite just because you know a few French phrases, monsieur.

9. When in movies and formal occasions, dammit, put your phone on silent, whippersnappers!

10. For the last time, Starbucks is not a techie expo!

11. Don't lecture me on how in watching a movie, instead of analyzing, I should just sit back and En-JOYYYY. That's the laziest justification, ever.

12. Don't send me any cheese-spirational or "cute" SMS's unless you're absolutely sure it's witty.

13. When I say I don't watch MTV, I don't mean I don't like music. I don't like watching someone flashing their bling-blings, pimping their rides and scoring strippers. I don't like watching someone grudging on some sort of garage while jumping around and wearing angst-y trash-everything facial expressions.

14. Those tight tanktops F4 wears are yucky. I can't stress that enough. 

Move On Up - Curtis Mayfield