Pet peeves

First of all....why are these tidbits of irritation called "pet" peeves? Pets are a source of joy in my house...not irritation. I'll have to do some research on the origin of "pet peeves." But that is not why I'm blogging today. I'm irritated and need to vent. You see, I don't mind helping out when people need assistance but I ABSOLUTELY HATE when you spend time explaining something then they don't follow up on your instructions but ask the very same question to someone else. Why did you waste my time asking me? Why do you think you're going to get a better answer somewhere else? If I hadn't known the answer I'd have told you that. Since I spent some good quality time talking you through the situation, obviously I knew what I was talking about. Aarrgghh. Now the next time you ask me a question I am going to feign stupidity and not answer you. This makes me look like a bitch, and inside I should feel guilty, but I don't. Sorry.