Rewind 10 years ago, some one asked me what my pet peeve was. After saying pardon for what seemed like the 77th time, i offered up the only solution i could come up with at the time, i let out a nervous, high pitched, laughter, crossed my fingers and toes and hoped for the best. Thankfully, i now know what a pet peeve is. But, if you are like me of approximately 10 years ago and you don't know what a pet peeve is, let me do the honourable google thing by giving you a brief definition. A pet peeve is something you find ridiculously annoying, something that gets on the nerves of your very last nerve, something that winds every fibre of your being up, and finally, something that makes you want to punch an imaginary annoying person in the F$%cking face. If you haven't guessed the subject of my blog for today, you may be in for a mildish surprise. Today, folks, i'll be writing about a certain pet peeve of mine. Here goes. You know when you decide to take a Facebook