I hate that when someone tells me something I almost always habitually ask, "Really?" As if I don’t believe whatever statement that was just shared. I’m going to try and upgrade to the more senior response of "You don’t say?" You don’t hear too many people under seventy saying that. Time to spearhead a change.This calls for buttons and bumper stickers.
I hate that I just went to Ikea for an eight dollar frame and spent $76 by the time I was done. The Ikea Phenomenon. We’ll be telling the grandkids about it someday while sitting around a fire.
I hate that I accidentally bought some young adult book called Twilight last week, didn’t really think it was all that great, but couldn’t stop reading. Then I found out it was the first of a "saga" so I had to buy the second one in Columbus and now I’m admittedly on my way to procure the third.
I hate that the fourth book doesn’t come out till August.