Dude, this bugs me so much!

This assignment was to find a pet peeve of yours and describe it using a story or skit. I chose the story, because I didn't feel like writing a skit would really portray my hate for this particular subject. During the writing process, I will admit it, I had some people in my mind that I used as models, so this story is not as fictional as I would like. In the assignment, we were told to use some sort of phrase to describe our discomfort. For example, "What really burns my cookies" was used. And after that, "Grinds my gears" was a popular one. I chose to use a little more originality in mine...




"Dude, dude! Oh dude, I totally owned last night in football!" He flicked his hair out of his face with every other word.
"Yeah? What happened?" I responded trying to conceal the amount of exhaustion that overwhelmed my body, and any other desire I had to listen to him.
"Oh dude! it was so righteous, dude. I was sprinting down the field, and dude, Nicholson was right behind me, so dude, I thought to myself...."
As he spoke, my fingers began to twitch and my neck flung to my left side, I heard several random pops and cracks occur along my upper spine. What was it about this guy that made me despise his form of speaking so much? Could it be his voice?... No, could it be his hand gestures?... No, maybe it was just cause I didn't like him in general. But this seemed deeper than that, buried beneath layers of emotional discontent. I searched for the true source of my dislike, while he rambled on about his various football triumphs. I listened closely, and continued emotionally twitching and I noticed a pattern.
"So dude-" twitch. "Then dude I-" twitch. "Dude it was totally-" twitch. "You know dude-" twitch. Could it really be that simple? How could one word set my down a path of utter loathing? He repeated it once or twice, and I realized that it wasn't the word itself. The word "Dude" doesn't bug me. But using it as a vocalized pause because the majority of your brain cells have been tackled repeatedly, creating a mental block, slowing any normal, flowing thoughts, kinda twists my titties. But really, gain some vocabulary. I mean, c'mon... Dude.