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	<title>Comments on: Pet Peeves - No Pun Intended</title>
	<link>http://blog.donnadoyon.com/?p=173</link>
	<description>or Much Ado About Nothing</description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 09:48:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>by: Terrie</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnadoyon.com/?p=173#comment-230</link>
		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2006 09:57:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I totally understand where you are coming from.  The other day when I was getting out of my truck at Walmart, this lady pulls up beside me, passes to the spot behind me, gets out and starts yelling at me to be more careful.  I don't even know where she came from.  I had been parked for a few minutes and don't remember seeing her anywhere near where I had been.  My first response was to get all defensive, but then I remembered why I was at Walmart in the first place, to shop for Christmas.  So, I just said to myself, &quot;Merry Christams to you too lady, I hope you have a good day.&quot;  I know this is not the same thing, but sometimes people just make you wonder.  Like when they stand in the middle of the isle taking the whole thing up and see that your waiting to go by but they just don't move.  Or when your walking down a corridor on you own side, and people are walking toward you and they don't move making you squish to the side like Gumby because they must feel they are just so much more important than you are.  All I can say is, I'd rather be the more considerate person than the one who is totally full of themselves.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>I totally understand where you are coming from.  The other day when I was getting out of my truck at Walmart, this lady pulls up beside me, passes to the spot behind me, gets out and starts yelling at me to be more careful.  I don&#8217;t even know where she came from.  I had been parked for a few minutes and don&#8217;t remember seeing her anywhere near where I had been.  My first response was to get all defensive, but then I remembered why I was at Walmart in the first place, to shop for Christmas.  So, I just said to myself, &#8220;Merry Christams to you too lady, I hope you have a good day.&#8221;  I know this is not the same thing, but sometimes people just make you wonder.  Like when they stand in the middle of the isle taking the whole thing up and see that your waiting to go by but they just don&#8217;t move.  Or when your walking down a corridor on you own side, and people are walking toward you and they don&#8217;t move making you squish to the side like Gumby because they must feel they are just so much more important than you are.  All I can say is, I&#8217;d rather be the more considerate person than the one who is totally full of themselves.
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		<title>by: catlingmex</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnadoyon.com/?p=173#comment-228</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 13:17:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Wow, this post and the one about class reunions are kind of negative -- something which I hadn't found in your writing before.  What's wrong?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Wow, this post and the one about class reunions are kind of negative &#8212; something which I hadn&#8217;t found in your writing before.  What&#8217;s wrong?
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