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I have to ask myself often what is it that really gets under my skin. With me being me, there are many things that make my list of pet peeves. I will not go into all of them for it might make me appear perfect, which I am not.
The first would have to be hearing a mom say to her child or children, “I’m going to tell your father on you when he gets home.”
I never have figured out why she had to wait until Daddy got home. For me and mine, I’m going to take care of the problem right then and there. Normally, by the time Daddy gets home, the child has forgotten what they might have done, and cannot, for the most part, understand why they are being disciplined.
The second is poor customer service. I cannot stand being treated rudely in a store where I’m spending my hard-earned money. Why, when I approach the counter to order food, does the person standing behind the counter with the outfit on just look at me? Anybody see a problem with this picture?
I really don’t think it is my job to say, “Good afternoon. May I take your order?” So, me being me, I just stand there until I can’t take it any longer and then I start asking questions. “Is there something you need to be saying to me?” Or “where is your manager?” That seems to do the trick every time.
Have you ever been in an establishment and you are standing in line — and you are clearly next — and the worker yells out, “I can help whoever is next”? Now that is a throw-me-over-the-edge situation. If you are looking dead at me, how could you not know I’m next in line?
In my own profession, I pride myself on customer service. And I would love that same little token of respect in return.
And what about when someone puts your change from a purchase on the counter and not back in your hand? It’s a very rude gesture. I take my time to turn the bills the same way and put it in your hand, and the best I can get is my change and receipt on the counter. Oh, no. Please give it back the way it was received, thank you.
Finally, what has happened to manners? It doesn’t hurt to say “yes,” “no,” “thank you” and “please.” When I was growing up, my sister and I were taught and required by our parents never to shake our heads for “yes” or “no.” We could not say “yea” or “naw.” We said “yes,” “madam” or “no, sir.” And when someone gave you something, even if you did not want it, you had better have said thank you. Those were the rules in the Dodson House. When I had children of my own, I required them to respond to adults with a yes or no. I could not and do not tolerate “huh,” “yea,” and “naw.” They are both grown now and I still expect the same.
Pet peeves can change on a daily basis, but the important question does not change. If something is affecting us, what are we willing to do to change it?
Shonna Sheckles lives in Bardstown and works in Elizabethtown. Her email address is email@example.com.