I just don't get the point, guys.
Why is it called an open letter when it's literally on the web for everyone to see? Isn't it common knowledge that said letter, is an open letter because it is openly shared on an open website for a large amount of people to openly read? Can't we all just call it a letter?
I don't know, man.
That's not actually what this article is about. I don't really even know what this article is about. I've had a stressful week, people. I'm a full-time college student and an athlete with two jobs. Much like many other students who write for the Odyssey. It's like... sometimes ya need a week off. But that's not reality. When you're busy in your career and feel like shit and wanna take a week off, most of the time you can't. So instead of blowing off my article for the week, I'm going to write about random things that bother me. So I guess what this article is about is - ME!
OKAY GUYS ENOUGH WITH THE UNNEEDED APOSTROPHES.
Contrary to popular belief, there is no - ABSOLUTELY NO - need for an apostrophe when writing plural nouns. Unless that noun owns something. Here, take this meme for example:
Grammar Nazi's what? What of their possession is everywhere? WHAT DO THEY OWN GUYS?!!!!1111! You're damn right I'm a grammar Nazi. I know for a fact that no one in grade school taught you to use an apostrophe on a plural noun because it isn't a thing. So yeah, I'm gonna be all up in your ungrammatical business. Along with other grammar Nazis. Who don't own anything but knowledge.
I'm heated now.
K so next order of business: The term "a lot." Plot twist, it's not actually a term. A lot of the time, people think that a lot is a word, but those people are wrong. A lot is a lot of a word; however, a lot is not. 
You can thank Hyperbole and a Half for this rage.
Here's a short story about something that has bothered me since I was a young child. I was playing a game at this bar/restaurant that I was at with my dad once and I was wearing this Spongebob Shirt:
And this [intoxicated] lady came up to me and excitedly proclaimed, "HA! Your shirt says blasted BINOCULAR head." She then went to her man friend and showed him and they laughed about it.
But that's not what my shirt said. It said barnacle head.
Oh, tartar sauce. I also think that was my first encounter with a person who was intoxicated to the point that her eyesight was impaired. I don't know why, but I will never forget that.
A short list of other things that annoy me greatly:
Public sinks
Rollerblading (not skating, they're different)
People who like cats but not dogs
Lifted 2wd trucks
Bubblegum toothpaste
People who don't make eye contact
Tennis shoes paired with full length skinny jeans
Mushrooms
There you have it, folks. I got to blow off some steam, you just wasted five to ten minutes of your life - it's a win-win situation.
Please tune in next week for something a little more worthwhile.
