Pet Peeves

I need to vent. There's nothing in the way of serious content here today. Read on … or not.

I have a lot of pet peeves. I think it comes with getting older. Most of the time I'm able to shrug them off but here in the last week or so, they've been cropping up in droves:

Customer service seems to be nearly nonexistent. With my husband's blessing, I decided to buy a ring I'd had my eye on for awhile. The company's most recent snail-mail catalog still displayed the ring so I went on their website t...