You’re going down!
I recently read a couple of these Room 101 posts on F.A.B at Forty and The Ramblings of a Former Rock’n'Roll Mum and thought I would have a go myself. If you’re not familiar, Room 101 was a BBC TV Show in which celebrities were invited to choose what things they would deposit into Room 101. Room 101 being a hypothetical vault in which these things were sent never to be seen again.
Here’s a clip of one of my most favourite Room 101 moments:
So what would I put in Room 101? It’s been tough choosing just three, as there are quite a number of things that bug me but here are my final choices.
1. People who suddenly stop in front of you in the street/supermarket/shopping centre.
There you are, happily following the flow of human traffic when the person directly ahead of you suddenly stops for absolutely no reason and with definitely no warning.
This is my top annoying event and it happens a lot. Quick reactions are required, if I am to avoid bumping into them which means I spend far too much time concentrating on avoiding these buffoons and tend to forget to go into shops I need to visit or to pick up the bread I needed from that aisle. If I am unfortunate enough to bump into them, I find myself apologising – I am British afterall, I’m always “very sorry”.
Would you do this if you were in a car? One would hope not. Why? Because I would crash into the back of you! And no amount of apologising is going to fix your squashed bumper.
2. The Thank You Photo
I love giving and receiving Thank You Cards, I feel it’s a nice touch to show appreciation for a gift you’ve sent/received or something you’ve done/someone has done for you.
Recently, the Thank You card appears to be in demise and instead I’m receiving Thank You photos.
This is a lazy exercise in which parents pop onto a computer, select a few photos of their children, create a general Thank You message and order bundles of identical prints to send to a range of family and friends.
These may be personalised but they are not personal.
When I was younger, my Mum would sit, notebook in hand every birthday and Christmas and write down every gift I opened and who it was from. She would then buy a pack of Thank You cards and she (and later me, when I was old enough) would sit and write a personal Thank You to each gift giver.
“Dear Aunt Betty, Thank you for my kitchen set … I’m looking forward to making fake toast every morning”
“Dear Uncle Steve, Thank you for my noisy, light up Robot … my Mum can’t wait to buy some batteries!”
You get the idea.
You’ve spent some time to write a short yet personal Thank You to each person. You’ve acknowledged the gift they sent you and told them what fabulous use you’ll make of it in the near future.
I like this.
The cards may not be personalised but the message is personal.
And they are made from card not photo paper!
Oh … and the just-been-born shot of your baby with mucus on it’s head is fine for your own personal collection but I’d rather not have to look at it!
3. Dog Fur
If I am to be specific, the moulting kind.
What I don’t appreciate is that the fur drops off seemingly more quickly than it can be grown.
That it attaches itself to my trousers if the dog walks within 1 metre of me.
That it creates little furry tumble weeds on my kitchen floor within seconds of putting the hoover away.
When I stroke the dog, it comes off in clumps.
When I don’t stroke the dog, it comes off in clumps.
How is my dog not bald?!
The only dog of my two that has this problem is the blonde, short haired Rude Boy.
I have come up with the perfect solution of buying carpets, home furnishings and clothes that are the same colour as he is! Genius!
However, in my perfect world this moulting fur would be banished and all dogs would be like Izzy. They’d keep hold of their fur until such time as I groom them and remove the loose bits.
Do any of these things annoy you too? What would you put in Room 101?