There are things in life that shouldn’t really matter; akin to; people who don’t use a turn signal when they drive, or when you’re trying to have a conversation with a person but all they’re doing is texting one of their other friends. Something even worse, to me, are those people who have nothing better to do than talk through an entire movie in the movie theater. Of course, I’m talking about pet peeves.

For me, being exposed to dreadful odors at school is quite painful. I have a great hypersensitivity to these things. Every sound, touch, and scent is enhanced, but the smells, I find, are the most obnoxious. This has happened every single day throughout my entire life, making the movie “Groundhog Day” my favorite movie.

It’s always the small things that seem to bug us; people who drink directly from a carton of milk, return it to the fridge, and cause me to go through my morning milkless and quite dissapointed. Another thing that annoys me is when I see people stick their gum on the bottom of their chair or desk at school.This especially annoys me when my hand or arm nicks the bottom of the desk and I accidentally touch it, feeling it’s gross yet soft texture.

I’m not quite sure what the “code of conduct” is for dealing with these things. Do I tell the person that they reek of body spray or yell at my brother who always leaves the empty jug of milk in the refrigerator? Or am I just supposed to let it be, suck it up, and move on?

What is even the point of having these pet peeves? Is it just a way of coping with our angers or spite? It does give me an excuse to have mild hatred for people, which I find to be proof of a growing maturity in myself. But are these pet peeves really doing anything good for us? Take the mild to insanity-causing phobic disorder misophonia. Misophonia is simply being severely bothered by annoying sounds. These sounds are things that include breathing, lip-smacking, and loud or bothersome eating sounds. In the presence of these tragically annoying noises, someone with misophonia can be driven into an all caps rage. This is not a thing you would want, especially if they are a person like me who could beat you into the ground.

So, what options do we really have left? What if we’re a cause of irritability (which, come on, we probably are as of now like we have been, and always will be).... I think the best option we have is to simply stand together in our botheration and pet peeves, hand in hand.... unless you have sweaty palms, which bothers me.