It is the LITTLE things that offend me. Not much, but some. And it is only because I am older. They shouldn't bother me at all. They are of NO consequence. But, yep, they get my goat... a little. Not enough for me to complain out loud...except to you, right here, in confidence.
The resident who wears his hat in the dining room is one. And he falls asleep at the table and his face falls into his food. Wearing a hat indoors is his custom, and because it is not mine, should not offend me.
The fact that care givers and food servers wear JEANS on "casual Friday" is annoying. They look tacky...to me, that is. Dress standards have changed...anyone can wear jeans now... bankers, waitresses, tv guests. How come I cannot go with the flow?
The fact that some nice old ladies cannot leave their rooms even to stroll the halls without locking their doors and carrying their purses. Now what earthly difference is it to me if they carry their purses. Except is is our HOME, and they carry their purses with them to the dining room for gosh sakes.
Residents with scooters go too fast. No one has been bumped or hurt. Scooters stop on a dime, but I still think that anything faster than a slow walk is too fast for a scooter. But it is none of my business.
The kitchen staff laughs and sings in the kitchen and plays the radio. Well, it is their work place...they're stuck here eight hours a day, and they like to laugh and listen to the radio. What difference is that to me. And Oh, those clattering dishes...how offensive..to me. and the Ice maker that whines a thousand cycle note twenty four hours a day. Makes my hearing aids howl in resonance. Offensive.
My table mate complains about everything...and reminds us how inadequate the food is for what we are paying. and she argues and contradicts everything I say...even when I agree with her. Very annoying. She compares our old folks home with a prison. That offends me too, because i like it here.
My it is annoying to me to be so cranky. Never mind what things I do that may annoy others, we're talking about what annoys ME now...not the other way around. I think it is petty to be so petty
It is just, that when you are old, there are SO MANY little things.