My current pet peeve is pushy people: no, not physically pushy people, although they get on my
last nerve too, but the ones who always want a **tiny voice**little more.
1. Oh, since we are out, do you mind if we stop at 49 other places that I,all of a sudden, decided
that I URGENTLY need to stop at.
2.Yes, I know I have provided you with the necessary information you need, but since I obviously have
Wikipedia written on my forehead, let me drop everything to write a book for you….
getting my drift?
I guess this falls under “What part of I am not a doormat DON’T you understand?”
BTW, Pretty Zush is standing on a doormat- the only nice reference I could get.