Life in 21st century America routinely offers us spectacular, innovative and astonishing new opportunities for annoyance. Read this week's Top 5 and get with the now, Old Schoolers.
Trolls
In modern Internet parlance, a troll is someone who repeatedly returns to an online comment thread just to verbally harass one or more of the participants in an otherwise civil discussion. While most conversations thrive on some level of disagreement, a troll is the Web equivalent of an obnoxious drunk at a garden party, and disciplining these keyboard bullies only tends to make matters worse.
HOT NEW TROLL CURE: Disemvowelment, in which a filter removes all the vowels from a repeat-offender’s nasty comments. Knd hrd t ct lke jrk whn y dn’t hv n vwls, sn’t t?
Competitive parenters
If your favorite topics in polite company all involve the various sports leagues, musical instruments, martial arts and -- God forbid -- essay contests that have been mastered recently by your pre-schooler, it’s time to take a deep breath.
Suburban American parents of a certain generation have succeeded in turning childrearing into a grim blood-sport. They’re children, not new ways to compete with the neighbors, for crying out loud.
GET HELP NOW: If you’re seriously considering the idea of spending more on birthday party catering, jump castles and ponies than your parents spent on your first year’s college tuition, it’s time for a little reality check. Put down the phone and step away from the Yellow Pages.
PEOPLE WHO WRITE IN ALL CAPS
WHY IS IT THAT CERTAINLY PEOPLE (AND YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) HAVEN’T YET FIGURED OUT THAT EXTENDED WRITING IN CAPITAL LETTERS IS THE TYPOLOGICAL EQUIVALENT OF SCREAMING BLOODY MURDER AT THE POOR SOULS WHO HAVE TO READ THEIR (ALLEGED) THOUGHTS? WHILE STILL FAVORED BY ARMY CLERKS AND A FEW OTHER PROFESSIONS, ALL-CAPS WRITING IS CONSIDERED EXTREMELY RUDE IN ONLINE COMMUNITIES AND POLITE COMPANY. So just stop it already.
FLIPSIDE ANNOYANCE: techie types who’ve acquired the coder’s habit of never uppercasing anything, including their own names, so that even their grocery lists read like poetry by e.e. cummings.
Lowcountry traffic
Let’s face it: When it comes to traffic, the Lowcountry is hosed.
Subway? Not with our groundwater. Elevated train? Not with our tax base. Buses? We can’t even sell reliable bus service in our urban cores, much less our suburban/exurban bedroom communities. More roads? Well, where would you suggest we put them? Berkeley, Charleston and Dorchester counties just keep packing in the people, and some days it seems like every single one of them is idling on I-26 or trying to make a left turn on Ashley Phosphate. Or Trolley Road. Or Highway 17. And so on.
ON THE BRIGHT SIDE: At least there’s a bike lane on the new Cooper River bridge.
Excessive cell-phone yakking
Let’s make this one clear: We don’t mind that you have a cellular phone. We don’t mind that you use your cellular phone. What we mind is you jabbering away during those intimate moments when we simply can’t get away from you: in fine restaurants, in quiet elevators, on buses, riding in taxis, sitting on the tarmac waiting to deplane, etc.
Make the call, take the call, we don’t care, but please don’t subject us to the excruciating details of what your date said about her ex-boyfriend last night.
SPECIAL BONUS ANNOYANCE: Hands-free headset yakkers, who make us wonder whether they’re talking to God or to a giant white rabbit, rather than just some dim-witted investment counselor.
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