Category Archives: Irksome Behavior

I spend one Saturday a year feeding disoriented bees.

I recently had my annual visit to the girlie doctor.  As I was leaving, I passed a girl who appeared to be no more than 16 and was quite obviously pregnant. This made me sad, but not for the reasons you assume. First, she was probably older than she looked (I hope).  So, even if she was only 16 it does not make me sad that a 15/16 year old girl is having sex.  Hell, that is what our bodies are screaming for us to do at that age.  It made me sad because she either didn’t know she had options to protect herself from that situation or that she was told that abstinence was the only way and therefore just didn’t try.  The thought that she would do that on purpose is too frightening to even consider, so I wont.

I just don’t understand the abstinence only philosophy for teenagers. It is not realistic and it is dangerous.  Should15 year olds have sex?  No.  Do 15 year olds have sex?  Of course. They should be shown how to protect themselves and be prepared for the situation.

Making birth control available to teenagers does not equal a license to have sex.  Trust me on this one, I was lucky that my Mom realized this and prepped us.  Did she then allow our boyfriends to stay over?  HELL no, I had to sneak around like every other teenager and it is a LOT harder to do in a town as small as Oceana, WV than it would be in Johnson City, TN.


Hi there, Jerkishly!

A list of things that irk me:

  • People who, upon hearing of my choice not to procreate, say  “oh, you’re young. You’ll change your mind.”  Thank you for your prediction about my reproductive habits.
  • People who walk 4 wide down the hall and then look irritated when you don’t move out of their way.  Hey, you show me where it is written that you own that piece of carpet and I’ll get out of your way. Otherwise, learn to yield.
  • People on the cell phone in the bathroom stall. Geez, that is all kinds of gross!
  • Senior managers who use really bad grammar on Internet postings at work. Yeah, you got that MBA, but apparently there was not a composition requirement in the mix.
  • Sarah Silverman–she is really not that funny, and her voice is irritating.
  • When the little Korean guy wants to argue with me about my choice of nail polish. I pay you to paint my nails, not for fashion advice. Less talkie, more workie.
  • People who automatically assume that I share their Judeo-Christian, homophobic, ethnocentric belief system (and subsequent baggage). Got Jesus? No, why? Do you have an extra?
  • People who stop for green lights
  • People who call me Stephanie.

What irks you?