I’m not a particularly private person, it doesn’t bother me when things about me come out.
My personal life is invented for me, so why bother?
If you have had the same dishwasher for 10 years or more, don’t bother repairing it. The average dishwasher is expected to last nine years, and you’ve most likely squeezed as much life out of it as you can.
The thing about members of your family is that if you met them for the first time at a party, you might not bother to take their phone number, and yet something binds you.
At the end of the day you have to step in the ring and show what you got, so being overlooked by the media and stuff like that, it doesn’t really bother me.
The southern colonists were not preoccupied with their own historical significance and mostly did not bother even to make the records of births, marriages, and deaths that they required of themselves by law. Nor did they write accounts of what they were up to for the benefit of posterity.
I think you get used to being looked at. It used to bother me when I was young. But you get more secure with yourself at least as a man the older you get.
Familiar things happen, and mankind does not bother about them. It requires a very unusual mind to undertake the analysis of the obvious.
Still and all, why bother? Here’s my answer. Many people need desperately to receive this message: I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about, although most people do not care about them. You are not alone.
There’s a total separation between the federal government and the people. So running for president was an attempt on my part to get people to care enough to go vote. But people just don’t bother. And that’s why it’s not working.
It ain’t those parts of the Bible that I can’t understand that bother me, it is the parts that I do understand.
I don’t let negative criticism, for the most part, bother me.
Don’t bother starting the 10,000th restaurant in Manhattan. Find something to do that if you don’t do it, it won’t get done.
I don’t bother about image.
You always get one or two people that aren’t going to be saying nice things. It doesn’t really bother me, but you’re always going to get a few people like that.
I love growing older. Normally, I don’t bother with make-up. This face in the mirror is changing. I’ve got new lines from smiling at the sprog so much.
If I had a stock of fabulous sounds I would just always use them. I wouldn’t bother to find new ones.
My respect for TSA agents went up a notch. We look at ’em like, ‘You can’t bother me, I’m gettin’ on my flight. Stop wastin’ my time.’ They’re doing it to protect us. Their job is to do everything they’re doing. We sometimes don’t respect other people’s jobs because we’re caught up in our world.
I never read. I’ve never read one book… I just can’t do it. Something’s wrong with me. I have what they call now is ‘ADD,’ like I’ll read and all of a sudden I’ll be thinking about shopping or… I’m not there. I drift off. I get crazy, so I don’t even bother.
A face in the picture would bother me, so I’d rub it out with the turpentine and do it over.
People and what they say don’t bother me like they used to. When I was younger, I really couldn’t take it because I couldn’t understand where the criticism was coming from.
A logical analysis of reflexive usages in French shows, however, that this simplicity is an illusion and that, so far from helping the foreigner, it is more calculated to bother him.
If you Google me, you’ll find plenty of ‘dumb blonde’ references – even though I graduated with honors from Stanford and studied at Oxford University. I don’t let it bother me.
I have become like a rhinoceros – thick-skinned – all the gossip about my numerous affairs does not bother me anymore.
Very early on in life, I decided the hell with it: material things weren’t for me. Christmas would come, and other kids would have all these presents, and it wouldn’t bother me a bit.
The British people in the north are very friendly and treat me well on the streets. They have great respect and don’t bother me.
The criticism people could have of my music maybe is that it’s somewhat schizophrenic at times. And if you don’t like that, it could bother you.
Growing older doesn’t bother me.
Actually I like working kind of fast, because if you got it, why bother doing it over and over?
It must be quite mysterious to some people why I bother to carry on. Because, you know, I don’t sell that many records.
There are always people always asking you for something. But I feel like I have a foundation. I have a supporting cast where it doesn’t bother me too much.
Contacts would bother me. I’m just not that used to them. I think glasses are a great accessory.
It doesn’t really bother us, the team that is in fashion or that is being talked about the most. Whatever praise or criticism we receive doesn’t really matter.
I have a horror of boring someone or, worse still, of someone boring me. I said to my mother when I was seven, ‘But, Mums, if it was only my husband and me in the house together, what would we talk about?’ I’ve never wanted to answer my own question, and doubt I’ll bother now.
I don’t understand why people would want to get rid of pigeons. They don’t bother no one.
I can’t worry about what other people are saying about me. At the end of the day, it’s just their opinions, but if I said I don’t hear it, or it doesn’t bother me a little bit, I’d be lying to you.
It doesn’t bother me what division I am managing in.
