I don't know if this is allowed but on a daily basis, what pisses you off?

KSav said:
This drove me batty on a daily basis back when we lived in Virginia, right off Interstate 95. I would invariably, about every week (so perhaps not on a daily basis, literally, but often enough) get behind some yahoo who would try to timidly merge into the 70-mph traffic by coming to an almost complete stop—forcing me and anyone else behind them to come to a near-stop, too. So dangerous! :mad:

I finally just started avoiding 95 if I could and taking side roads, even though that invariably took longer.

These days, I can't think of anything that bugs me on a daily basis.
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Shoot. I should have titled it "What pisses you off" vs. on a daily basis. This day? That day? Wednesday? etc. I don't know, my mistake but what I do know is when I was 20 years old, I was driving in the fast lane on the freeway.

Some man driving in the lane next to me was trying to steer me into the center barrier. I'd slow down then he'd slow down. I went back to the normal speed then he would go into normal speed and try to steer me into the center barrier again. He did that a few times.

I came to a real slowdown, was able to get behind him and continue to the next 2 lanes thereafter. I got off the freeway (not at my exit) pulled over to come to a stop and had to wait there as I felt like my heart was in my throat and try to calm down again. He scared me so much I never went on the freeway again. He ruined my freeway life forever. Side roads for over 40 years now.
 
A young man up the street owns a motorcycle and it’s LOUD. Every time he goes past the row of homes I live in he always revs the engine. I guess the neighbors are afraid of him because no one says anything to him. I ask a couple of them why don’t we call the HOA President and complain and they all cower.

Last Tuesday, I saw him outside of his house, so I went up and asked him politely if he could not gun his engine when he’s going out the gate. He asked which house I lived in and I showed him. He said he would go past my house quietly. He has kept his word.
 

My left knee.

I'm having trouble getting up stairs. I can do it, but it's not "natural". My dog has the same issue.

It reminds me that not only am I getting older, but that things are out of my control. I can't control how my knee feels. And it doesn't want to cooperate. It's decay.
 
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