tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156346586160608885.post7725777682631650780..comments2013-04-02T19:37:23.963-07:00Comments on It's Whine Thirty: Shut Yer Damn MouthThe Complaint Departmenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321657018811143760noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156346586160608885.post-3347152753217661302011-01-28T06:02:04.307-08:002011-01-28T06:02:04.307-08:00I. Hate. When people chew with their mouth open. E...I. Hate. When people chew with their mouth open. Even worse, I hate when they speak with their mouth full of food. Both make me want to hurl, so I empathize, I really do.Nessa Lomivahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03275449787135464816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156346586160608885.post-7097555983753598952011-01-27T23:02:11.019-08:002011-01-27T23:02:11.019-08:00SOOO gross. It's my #1 pet peeve right up ther...SOOO gross. It's my #1 pet peeve right up there with Snoring. I hate both so much, I don't even know which is worse. And I come from a family of loud chewers/snorers so no idea how I came to hate them both so much. I work with a loud chewer and for some reason I can NOT tell him to stop eating loud. I can tell my other co-worker to shut his mouth (sometimes he does it as a joke) but I feel like I can't say anything to this one dude. When he buys chips, I leave the office immediately to take my lunch. I even wrote a blog post about my pet peeves on my other blog a long time ago: http://myawkwardlyfe.blogspot.com/2010/10/thursday-pet-peeves.html<br /><br />Also, if you ever watch How I Met Your Mother, there was an awesome episode called "Spoiler Alert" where they made fun of Lilly for chewing loud. It was hilarious. <br /><br />And um...excuse me but did you say someone shit on the bus in that last comment you wrote?!?!? WOW. Haha very thankful I don't have to take public transportation.Jaymes805https://www.blogger.com/profile/08762136205886510192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156346586160608885.post-38399039598467827442011-01-27T20:50:50.863-08:002011-01-27T20:50:50.863-08:00My husband does this so much. I actually didn'...My husband does this so much. I actually didn't say anything to him about until about 5 years into our marriage. He still does it sometimes and the I glare and he tries to stop, but he still chews loud. Ugh, I hate it.Black Boxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14021921947343618291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156346586160608885.post-52891753597066011022011-01-27T17:58:49.969-08:002011-01-27T17:58:49.969-08:00Oh GAG, Smitten! I'm sorry! My BFF tells a s...Oh GAG, Smitten! I'm sorry! My BFF tells a story about a friend of hers who watched someone poop on the bus one time. Like, he shook it out his pants leg. *hurls*<br /><br />I'm glad I'm not alone with my peeve. I thought I'd get us to a rolling start, LOL.<br /><br />@TwiKiwi - get it out there when the need takes you (kind of like the guy on the bus I just mentioned), I like that. Yes, it's that, for now. We'll see how that goes. Yay! I can't wait to see what you post!!Musing Bellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13400491889043418004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156346586160608885.post-71176074400678132262011-01-27T05:46:15.651-08:002011-01-27T05:46:15.651-08:00*chomp chomp chomp* did you ask a question? *food ...*chomp chomp chomp* did you ask a question? *food flying everywhere* I can't hear you over my eating!<br /><br />LOL!! Just kidding! Yuck and yuck.<br /><br />And Smitten that is gross what you had to put up with on your bus ride *gags*Dangrdafnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04940599664505953044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156346586160608885.post-12342492725776350512011-01-27T04:33:46.319-08:002011-01-27T04:33:46.319-08:00I'm the same, I can't deal with chewy nois...I'm the same, I can't deal with chewy noises. Or kissy noises. Or loud breathing while eating... Makes mealtime with an almost 4 and a 5.5 year old very frustrating!!!<br /><br />Public transit is full of winners (except us, we're amazaballs!). The worse ride home I had was last summer, stifling heat, standing all the way home with warm sweaty guy continuously pressing against my back and creepy skin condition guy beside me sratching his arm and forcing me to watch the dead skin fall away. It was like a car wreck, I couldn't not look. Barf.Smittenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08475758184529813506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156346586160608885.post-70735348929246807732011-01-27T00:13:57.942-08:002011-01-27T00:13:57.942-08:00Oh my god this annoys me SO much! My Uncle, whom I...Oh my god this annoys me SO much! My Uncle, whom I love dearly and see infrequently (he lives in England) is an open-mouth chewer. He chews exactly like my Grandmother did, and my father does (although I think my mother sorted that shit out early on in their marriage). SO FUCKING ANNOYING. <br /><br />I love that you've created this blog. I have SO many pet peeves. I'm thinking about my first Whine Thirty (makes me think wine = thirsty, go figure) post already. Are you gonna do a posting schedule or is this a 'get it out there when the need takes you' kinda thing?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com