Here starts my blog of things that grind my gears, you know. Those things that just annoy you, get under your skin for some reason.
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I know this is a cliché, but to begin, I’m starting with the crying baby in a nice restaurant. Now, notice I said nice restaurant because if you go to a cheap diner then you can expect it. That’s what you get for going somewhere cheap. However, if you’re in a nice restaurant and there’s a baby crying nearby, it’s going to get annoying. Here I am, trying to enjoy a nice meal that, in this economy, I can’t do very often, and junior over there is screaming his head off. All anyone asks for is a nice quiet meal with whomever. If someone can afford to go out to a nice dinner can’t at least afford to hire a baby sitter the 3 f***ing hours?! I mean seriously, that’s something parents will have to sacrifice when they have a child.
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