pet peeves: coming to terms with these irrational feelings

One of the most annoying things about being self-reflective is that any problem one witnesses in another can also be witnessed in oneself. Though I have realized this, let me take one brief blog of complete and utter I-don’t-care-if-I-do-it-too-ness to talk about pet peeves.
In a word: oy. The problem with pet peeves is that no matter how one rationalizes another’s peevish actions, they still bug the heck out of the person to no end. For example, I was sitting in the library today attempting to study for my journalism final and write my 12 page research paper on Russian literature. Perhaps my tensions were already high, but the amount of over-loud smacking and crunching and cracking of little snacks seemed to be OUT OF CONTROL. There would be four minutes of silence and then, WHAM, suddenly someone would whip out their crunchy golden crisp apples or bag of pita chips or most-alarmingly smaaaaaaaacktastic taffy. What probably wouldn’t have been that big of a deal, in say, a dining hall where everyone was eating and talking, suddenly became a distraction to fixate on in the silent-except-for-typing study room. Do I really want to hear your saliva interacting with your delicious study-time snack? No. So take it outside, please. I know it is a ridiculous request, but why must people crunch in an otherwise silent place? Its obnoxious and, somehow, tee-hee-hee-ing of them to have a snack that you don’t.
Perhaps today was the day of the overly loud because I was in a place of overly silent but, likewise, over enthusiastic punch-typing and cell-phone vibrating also got crazy loud. Just remember that everyone else can hear you when you angrily take out your aggression on your term paper by typing at a sonic-boom volume . Likewise, vibrate does not equal silent and, really, if your cellphone is going to ring that much when you are studying, just turn the thing off.
Moral of the story: if you aren’t going to be silent, or try to be silent, get out of the silent places.
Other moral of the story: pet peeves are inherently irrational and one shouldn’t feel too bad about them…if you realize you have one, just forget about it, because once you realize them and start to notice everything annoying that ever happened and then you’ll go crazy…and then the problem is just you.