I always find it interesting how people can become so upset over what appears to be little things. For example I know a lot of people that play Blood Angels get upset when others mention their army is vampiric. To me I can't see how you couldn't see the connection but I have heard a lot of heated arguments as to why they are not. This is just an example and I use it to illustrate my point, why do people get so upset over things that appear to be insignificant to others. In the case of the Blood Angels' background it's not like they are real, it's all fictional and as far as I know it's not in-PC to be a vampire. So what is up with this in general?
Green Blow Fly wrote:Here is another one I don't understand... I put the trash out on Sunday evening to take to the dumpster on Monday morning and my neighbor has a fit.
The phrase "The straw that broke the camels back" is appropriate for many instances.
For example, my friend still lives with his mum and stepdad as he can't afford his own place. The stepdad basically just doesn't want him there so after many many months of irritation and such, he eventually errupted into a rage over "the dishwasher not being unloaded"
For others, it can be a trigger, something that just causes their blood to boil instantly, for me its drivers being so blatently careless in their driving to the extent that if I wasn't paying attention my car would have been written off by their stupidity many many many times over, as I imagine is true for a lot of people.
Also, personally I have an annoying trait where if anything major happens then I'm calm, collective and think things through and they don't get to me, little things however, tend to bug me and swim around in my mind and I can't let them lie. Strange eh?
Green Blow Fly wrote:Here is another one I don't understand... I put the trash out on Sunday evening to take to the dumpster on Monday morning and my neighbor has a fit.
G
Did you call an ambulance?
As we speak, we have a card board coffin by the trashcan in the street. Its pouring. I'm hoping the rain lifts it up and floats the 50 feet over to the elementary. That would be so cool.
Green Blow Fly wrote:Here is another one I don't understand... I put the trash out on Sunday evening to take to the dumpster on Monday morning and my neighbor has a fit.
G
Did you call an ambulance?
As we speak, we have a card board coffin by the trashcan in the street. Its pouring. I'm hoping the rain lifts it up and floats the 50 feet over to the elementary. That would be so cool.
most thing's don't phase me...One thing is guaranteed to send me into a red mist rage and that is miss pronouncing words On purpose. For example... a work colleague will not say "Ask" she says "AKS" and every time she does i get a little closer to knocking her teeth into the back of her head. I don't even know why it bothers me so much...but it does.
I use public transport with guys I look after all the time and it still winds me up when people get on the bus or go to pay for a train ticket at the kiosk and then suddenly realise they need money or their pass or whatever so they spend the next 5 minutes searching for it while the rest of us wait...
Mick
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Roze wrote:most thing's don't phase me...One thing is guaranteed to send me into a red mist rage and that is miss pronouncing words On purpose. For example... a work colleague will not say "Ask" she says "AKS" and every time she does i get a little closer to knocking her teeth into the back of her head. I don't even know why it bothers me so much...but it does.
Mick A wrote:I use public transport with guys I look after all the time and it still winds me up when people get on the bus or go to pay for a train ticket at the kiosk and then suddenly realise they need money or their pass or whatever so they spend the next 5 minutes searching for it while the rest of us wait...
Mick
Yep love that one. especially when you've been at the same bus stop as them for 20 minutes, so they've had plenty of time to be prepared
Lord-Loss wrote:
I wish a dead body would turn up at my school!
Make my day a little more interesting.
I would argue that it depends on whose dead body it is. It could be an incredibly traumatic day.
Roze wrote:most thing's don't phase me...One thing is guaranteed to send me into a red mist rage and that is miss pronouncing words On purpose. For example... a work colleague will not say "Ask" she says "AKS" and every time she does i get a little closer to knocking her teeth into the back of her head. I don't even know why it bothers me so much...but it does.
Oh, didn't you know? Ask was changed to aks years ago. (Who gets that reference?)
Football announcers! Grrr! (I wish there was a secondary audio track with only field sounds) as well as all the ESPN style over-analysis that follows.
GoFenris wrote:
Football announcers! Grrr! (I wish there was a secondary audio track with only field sounds) as well as all the ESPN style over-analysis that follows.
What like cows rutting and tractors? Seriously though we have something like that, you can usually choose supporters commentry in place of the regular fellas. Which can be truly annoying as well if you are watch Welsh rugby and they start getting excited.
For me I get really pissed off by people that un-necessarily repeat things (cue double post!) for no other reason than they either like the sound of their own voice or are afraid of silence. If I want to hear something again I will ask!
GoFenris wrote:
Football announcers! Grrr! (I wish there was a secondary audio track with only field sounds) as well as all the ESPN style over-analysis that follows.
What like cows rutting and tractors?
Not exactly but it would be an improvement! I guess I should rephrase; ambient sounds from the pitch and stadium free from the clutter of retired players and coaches bantering back and forth and/or stating the obvious.
Football (Soccer) I don't think is as bad as American Football simply because they do not have the time to comment too much. American Football has too many lulls. I can't speak regarding Rugby announcers.
When my friend hits me in the balls and finds it funny and says I should relax and that I would be fine. But when i get him back he said that it hurts and gets all mad.
garret wrote:When my friend hits me in the balls and finds it funny and says I should relax and that I would be fine. But when i get him back he said that it hurts and gets all mad.
This is easily cured by a baseball bat to the cranium.
I hate it when I go to the "express" lane at the local grocery store and people either blatanly ignore the "15 items or less" sign, by bringing double the "allowed" amount. If it was 16 items it might bother me, 17 items maybe, but when you double up the allowed items, that's right out anarchist!
Oh... and I also want to mention the people that get in the "express" lane and have like 15 items but "divide" the purchases up into 2 or three chunks. 5 items on credit card, 5 items with check, and 5 items with cash.
Oh...Oh...Oh.. and I almost forgot my favorite. "Oh I don't have that much money, can you take a few things off" Then they have to spend 10 minutes rummaging through the bags to find that specific item that can be removed to get the total under the amount they can afford. grrrrrrr
I remain calm, but it still gets my blood boiling when I see other lines in the NON express lanes going faster.
Mick A wrote:I use public transport with guys I look after all the time and it still winds me up when people get on the bus or go to pay for a train ticket at the kiosk and then suddenly realise they need money or their pass or whatever so they spend the next 5 minutes searching for it while the rest of us wait...
Mick
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Roze wrote:most thing's don't phase me...One thing is guaranteed to send me into a red mist rage and that is miss pronouncing words On purpose. For example... a work colleague will not say "Ask" she says "AKS" and every time she does i get a little closer to knocking her teeth into the back of her head. I don't even know why it bothers me so much...but it does.
May I aks why? Sorry couldnt resist... Mick
LOL yeah you can ASK but be ready for a shot to the chops!
People that fail to yield the right of way at right turns and then give YOU the stink eye when you don't stop for them.
That and people that use the word "irregardless" . It's either "regardless" or "irrespective" but not "irregardless". If you do taxonomy on "irregardless" it means you are actually regarding the subject at hand but people use it when they want discount the subject. Don't you people listen to yourselves?!?
People in crowded stores who insist on turning congested aisle into social gathering spots,or who "just cant decide between low fat and no fat chips" and further impeed my progress.
This problem is often made worse due to the fact they have a small army of their idiot offspring running about,yelling and screaming,getting under foot and knocking items off of shelves.
"get the hell out of my way,let me get to my spicy chilli Doritos and beer so I can get the hell away from you morons....and teach your children how to behave when you unleash them on the general public!!"
People who cut the corner on T-Junction whilst driving.
It annoys the feth out of me and can cause potential serious accidents. Sadly I'm no better as I have a habit of racing up to dimwits who cut corners to attempt to scare them witless and blast my horn at them, one of the rare instances I can lose my cool.
The 'white van man' from Friday, who, whilst I was crossing the junction on foot, approached the main road at full speed and slammed on his brakes and proceeded to toot his pissy little horn at me and swear at me until I turned around and started walking back towards his gakky little van.
Wound your window up pretty fast then didn't you you donkey-cave... Because you had to stop anyway didn't you, because you'd arrived at a fething junction didn't you...
Didn't like it when I punched your door did you? That shut you up you mullet haired gak.
Drove off pretty bloody fast then didn't ya...
MeanGreenStompa wrote:The 'white van man' from Friday, who, whilst I was crossing the junction on foot, approached the main road at full speed and slammed on his brakes and proceeded to toot his pissy little horn at me and swear at me until I turned around and started walking back towards his gakky little van.
Wound your window up pretty fast then didn't you you donkey-cave... Because you had to stop anyway didn't you, because you'd arrived at a fething junction didn't you...
Didn't like it when I punched your door did you? That shut you up you mullet haired gak.
Drove off pretty bloody fast then didn't ya...
/twitch
LOL i watched a big scary looking guy punch a BMW door and the guy in the car sat crying until he left...thats what you get for driving like a tool then having the audacity to swear at the person you almost killed!
LOL i watched a big scary looking guy punch a BMW door and the guy in the car sat crying until he left...thats what you get for driving like a tool then having the audacity to swear at the person you almost killed!
RxGhost wrote:I can't stand the sound of people eating. It drives me furious with rage.
QFT
What gets me more is not only when its open mouthed chewing like with toffee bars, but when you say something and their response is always "I can't help it"
To me these are major things and just plain rude. One time I was in a checkout line at a pharmacy in Raleigh, NC. First Raleigh has some of THE MOST rude people in the world. The lady is buying some gum and tampons and gets into an argument about a coupon for $2 off that goes on for over 15 minutes while the line continues to grow. Finally I grab the b*tch by the shoulder and shout "CAN'T YOU BUY THIS UP FRONT??? LOOK HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE WAITING ON YOU!!! MOVE YOUR ARSE B*TCH!!!"
G
generalgrog wrote:I hate it when I go to the "express" lane at the local grocery store and people either blatanly ignore the "15 items or less" sign, by bringing double the "allowed" amount. If it was 16 items it might bother me, 17 items maybe, but when you double up the allowed items, that's right out anarchist!
Oh... and I also want to mention the people that get in the "express" lane and have like 15 items but "divide" the purchases up into 2 or three chunks. 5 items on credit card, 5 items with check, and 5 items with cash.
Oh...Oh...Oh.. and I almost forgot my favorite. "Oh I don't have that much money, can you take a few things off" Then they have to spend 10 minutes rummaging through the bags to find that specific item that can be removed to get the total under the amount they can afford. grrrrrrr
I remain calm, but it still gets my blood boiling when I see other lines in the NON express lanes going faster.
GoFenris wrote:Oh, didn't you know? Ask was changed to aks years ago. (Who gets that reference?)
Was that about the same time they changed Christmas to Xmas? Futurama, IIRC...
@MeanGreenStompa:
I share your pain. I commute to work on public transit (train and bus), and en route to the train station I walk through a mall parking lot. The trouble zone for me is this weird intersection that is actually two "T" shaped intersections that form an "H" shape. "Right of way" goes out the fething window, and it apparently is every man for himself. This is bad when you don't have a vehicle as well... Let me adapt your experience to my own:
The 'green SUV' from three weeks ago, who, whilst I was crossing the junction on foot, approached the limit line at full speed and slammed on her brakes. Without even looking, she lurches forward, stopping about three feet away from me, and proceeded to toot her pissy little horn at me and grimace at me until I turned around and started walking back towards her gakky little SUV.
Wound your window up pretty fast then didn't you you donkey-cave... Because you had to stop anyway didn't you, because you'd arrived at a fething junction didn't you...
Didn't like it when I kicked your bumper, did you? That shut you up you weaved haired gak.
Drove off pretty bloody fast then didn't ya...
I had got rid of my housemates stuff and had moved all of my stuff out and into my new house except my bed and a few odds an sods, I decided to celebrate my last night in the house by walking down the road to my local chinese take away, I ordered my food and waited, then took said food back along the road to my "now" old house and promptly dished up all my grub onto a plate. I then went to take some cutlery out of my EMPTY cutlery drawer.
That night I ate my chinese with nothing moer than a dinner knife, I was not happy
People that get irritated when I return their call, because they left a message, and in the response to their call, instead of checking for that most important message that they must have left; I chose to just call them back, because they only called me like a half-hour ago.
THEN... I check the message to find that it was about something they decided to plan, without my knowledge, and I am still left wondering why it was so complicated, that they simply could not repeat a 10 second request, instead being angry at me that I did not take 5 minutes to check my messages instead. I would have needed to call back anyway, so in reality, you must be angry at the phone, and not me. Oh, and people that insist on communicating only through e-mail, when a goddam phone works amazingly well.
Overall though, I let most of the small stuff slide, except when it comes to getting food. You either know how to make a burrito, or you are totally bullgakking me, and will not listen to my requests pertaining to that burrito... that, does annoy me quite a bit.
Green Blow Fly wrote:I always find it interesting how people can become so upset over what appears to be little things. For example I know a lot of people that play Blood Angels get upset when others mention their army is vampiric. To me I can't see how you couldn't see the connection but I have heard a lot of heated arguments as to why they are not. This is just an example and I use it to illustrate my point, why do people get so upset over things that appear to be insignificant to others. In the case of the Blood Angels' background it's not like they are real, it's all fictional and as far as I know it's not in-PC to be a vampire. So what is up with this in general?
G
That depends , did you call them straight out as vampires.
BrookM wrote:Elderly in my store, they automatically think they can cut the line, be rude and get preferential treatment, because they are fething old.
And when challenged do the "we fought for you so you can stand in insert nationality queues" routine?
BrookM wrote:Elderly in my store, they automatically think they can cut the line, be rude and get preferential treatment, because they are fething old.
Damn Old People!
I hate Old people who stick there bags on the other seats in the bus stops, so no-one else can sit down!
Green Blow Fly wrote:I always find it interesting how people can become so upset over what appears to be little things. For example I know a lot of people that play Blood Angels get upset when others mention their army is vampiric. To me I can't see how you couldn't see the connection but I have heard a lot of heated arguments as to why they are not. This is just an example and I use it to illustrate my point, why do people get so upset over things that appear to be insignificant to others. In the case of the Blood Angels' background it's not like they are real, it's all fictional and as far as I know it's not in-PC to be a vampire. So what is up with this in general?
G
That depends , did you call them straight out as vampires.
Or did you say " oh hay , Twilight army! "
I play BA so consider that.
I get pissed when someone leaves a really long as hell voicemail then at the very end they say their phone number so fast you cant hear and have to replay the entire message. When I call them I complain about it for like at least 15 minutes.
Green Blow Fly wrote:I get pissed when someone leaves a really long as hell voicemail then at the very end they say their phone number so fast you cant hear and have to replay the entire message. When I call them I complain about it for like at least 15 minutes.
It is officially bad manners to be unclear with a phone number in a message, say it once loud and clear, then stop, and say it again even louder and clearer; the main point of this, is the fact that it makes me feel like I am an automated message when a person has the linguistic skills associated with speaking numbers, comparable to a squirrel with hyper-tension trying to walk slowly.
Another thing that seriously peeves me, but I can get past for the most part, is working under a person that demands you work harder/faster/etc..., while restricting your ability to actually do so. If someone is your boss, and they are constantly asking for two entirely different types of workers at once, and you happen to be the only other person besides them in that vicinity, consider finding new work.
"So, you want these pages copied, but you also want me to wash your car, while making you coffee... all in fifteen minutes? Oh seriously though, go plonk yourself!"
Slappywag wrote:Little things annoy me. But i don't go on about them or bring them up.
Things that annoy me however are as follows...
Socially awkward people
Billy bullshiter's
Attention whores....
Couldn't agree more. there's this guy at my flgs who drives me nuts. my first impression of him was back when 3rd ed. 40k came out he was whining about how tyranids used to have 10 wounds or toughness 8 or whatever and would dismiss arguments from people who pointed out that all armies got nerfed the same way. And he was always telling unwilling acquaintances about in game accomplishments for games that haven't been popular for a decade. Don't get me wrong- I consider my self a nerd, but I have non- gamer friends and have even been known to go on a date now and then. I get the distinct impression that he is unable to carry on a conversation that didn't involve sci-fi or games.
Is that similar to the "Do you have gold in your attic? send it to us and we'll give you CASH!" advert that runs every so often in the UK?
Yeah sure, let me send you my £500 gold watch in a packet clearly labelled as to its contents that offers zero security or even tracking and HOPE that you will give me ANY money, let alone anything remotely close to its actual worth.
Even more troubling is that people out there will actually do it.
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Green Blow Fly wrote:I always find it interesting how people can become so upset over what appears to be little things. For example I know a lot of people that play Blood Angels get upset when others mention their army is vampiric. To me I can't see how you couldn't see the connection but I have heard a lot of heated arguments as to why they are not. This is just an example and I use it to illustrate my point, why do people get so upset over things that appear to be insignificant to others. In the case of the Blood Angels' background it's not like they are real, it's all fictional and as far as I know it's not in-PC to be a vampire. So what is up with this in general?
G
The problem is that really, they're not vampires, but they certainly are hemovores. And GW doesn't just come out and say it anymore, but hints at it in a very blatant way. So really, only idiots would miss it.
The problem is that there are a great many idiots in the world, and that they're generally louder than those who are reasonably cogent.
Roze wrote:LOL i watched a big scary looking guy punch a BMW door and the guy in the car sat crying until he left...thats what you get for driving like a tool then having the audacity to swear at the person you almost killed!
Were you in Las Vegas when this happened? I swear my friend told me yesterday about how he was arrested a few weeks back for this very same thing.
MeanGreenStompa wrote:The 'white van man' from Friday, who, whilst I was crossing the junction on foot, approached the main road at full speed and slammed on his brakes and proceeded to toot his pissy little horn at me and swear at me until I turned around and started walking back towards his gakky little van.
Wound your window up pretty fast then didn't you you donkey-cave... Because you had to stop anyway didn't you, because you'd arrived at a fething junction didn't you...
Didn't like it when I punched your door did you? That shut you up you mullet haired gak.
Drove off pretty bloody fast then didn't ya...
/twitch
I always end up punching white vans and buses when I'm on my bike. They never get upset or retaliate either, know why? Because the inconsiderate a-holes know they are in the wrong.
RxGhost wrote:I can't stand the sound of people eating. It drives me furious with rage.
OMG I remember someone who ate cereal at school... slurping in the milk, open mouthed chewing... then at lunch he audibly inhaled as he was shoveling his heart attacking waiting to happen of choice into his mouth. Again with the open mouthed chewing.
I asked Gav Thorp at Adepticon this year and he said yes they are vampires.
G
Valhallan42nd wrote:
Green Blow Fly wrote:I always find it interesting how people can become so upset over what appears to be little things. For example I know a lot of people that play Blood Angels get upset when others mention their army is vampiric. To me I can't see how you couldn't see the connection but I have heard a lot of heated arguments as to why they are not. This is just an example and I use it to illustrate my point, why do people get so upset over things that appear to be insignificant to others. In the case of the Blood Angels' background it's not like they are real, it's all fictional and as far as I know it's not in-PC to be a vampire. So what is up with this in general?
G
The problem is that really, they're not vampires, but they certainly are hemovores. And GW doesn't just come out and say it anymore, but hints at it in a very blatant way. So really, only idiots would miss it.
The problem is that there are a great many idiots in the world, and that they're generally louder than those who are reasonably cogent.
Couple things that make me want to cause mass murders.
Turning your turn signal on when half way threw the turn. No gak your turning, why bother with the signal then?
I also hate it when people say cool beans. I had a boss once, and thats ALL she would say. About everything. Cool beans. It just drives me nuts
KingCracker wrote:Couple things that make me want to cause mass murders.
Turning your turn signal on when half way threw the turn. No gak your turning, why bother with the signal then?
I also hate it when people say cool beans. I had a boss once, and thats ALL she would say. About everything. Cool beans. It just drives me nuts
KingCracker wrote:Couple things that make me want to cause mass murders.
Turning your turn signal on when half way threw the turn. No gak your turning, why bother with the signal then?
I also hate it when people say cool beans. I had a boss once, and thats ALL she would say. About everything. Cool beans. It just drives me nuts
cool story bro
Cool beans man, cool. fething. beans. who will cut you. so good.
KingCracker wrote:Couple things that make me want to cause mass murders.
Turning your turn signal on when half way threw the turn. No gak your turning, why bother with the signal then?
I also hate it when people say cool beans. I had a boss once, and thats ALL she would say. About everything. Cool beans. It just drives me nuts
cool story bro
Cool beans man, cool. fething. beans. who will cut you. so good.
generalgrog wrote:I hate it when I go to the "express" lane at the local grocery store and people either blatanly ignore the "15 items or less" sign, by bringing double the "allowed" amount. If it was 16 items it might bother me, 17 items maybe, but when you double up the allowed items, that's right out anarchist!
Oh... and I also want to mention the people that get in the "express" lane and have like 15 items but "divide" the purchases up into 2 or three chunks. 5 items on credit card, 5 items with check, and 5 items with cash.
Oh...Oh...Oh.. and I almost forgot my favorite. "Oh I don't have that much money, can you take a few things off" Then they have to spend 10 minutes rummaging through the bags to find that specific item that can be removed to get the total under the amount they can afford. grrrrrrr
Having worked in a grocery store, it was one of my favorite things to tell people that they couldn't use the express lane. They would come up with a buggy full and start to unload and I'd tell them "I'm sorry, this lane is for 15 items or less." They invariably would look at me like I just told them I was going to kill their first born child and continue to unload. I would stand there patiently and remind them "This lane is only 15 items or less, I cannot check out your items." At about this point, they would call for the manager and he would come over they would tell him that I wouldn't check them out and he would ask how many items they had. Whenever they said they had the whole buggy, he would politely tell them that the lane was the express lane and they would have to go to another lane. The looks on their faces! It was priceless.
As for putting things back, that is one that ALWAYS gets on my nerves! I live in a decidely poor area and there are many families on welfare. Now, I have no problem with welfare, heck, my mom was on WIC when I was younger. She and my dad, however, worked hard to support our family and still couldn't get enough to raise my brother and I. However, I digress.
So, there's this family in front of me at the checkout. They have a buggy load of grocery goodness. When the lady rings them up, it's just over $100. They swipe their foodstamp cards (the guy and gal weren't married, they were just "dating" they each had their own card!) and low and behold they have a combined total of $50 and change. So, they start putting stuff back. What do they put back? The raw meat, eggs, bread, and milk, etc. What do they keep? A boatload of frozen pizzas/dinners, a couple of 12 packs of Mt. Dew and each one of the group (there was at least five) got a candy bar and a 20 oz soda of their choice.
I hate some drivers, not hate, but basically despise.
One thing that I never understood, was having a drive thru, that allowed for merging... what a stupid. fething. idea. You know that some dumbass is going to try and force their way into the line, it is just totally unnatural.
Another thing is drivers that are oblivious, utterly freaking oblivious. They think they are driving a train or something, like there very movements are decided by some nonexistent track. I hate honking at people, so I use my lights, and it works epically well. People really notice it, and personally, I think a friendly blink or two, or three, or four, is much more polite than obnoxious honking. Makes me want to carry a mega-phone, and a party horn... but a lot of things make me want to do that though. Really... just writing about it sounds like an amazing idea, it would such a dynamic pair of tools. You have your horn to get attention, and your mega-phone to just be louder. You know when people try and get louder, to "win" the argument, HORN! HAH! MEGAPHONE!
I wonder how the police would feel about that, I mean seriously though, how could someone not be allowed to retaliate in a non-physical manner, it is not exactly illegal to argue with someone. I just feel that if someone has no problem trying to deafen me with their battlecry, I can have no problem melting their eardrums with my own take on the same thing.
OH, and you can wear earplugs too... it is actually a pretty awesome experience, not having to listen to someone scream at you.
My wife is incapable of putting a lid back on any jar correctly, putting a container of juice or milk back in the fridge or squeezing a toothpaste tube anywhere but in the middle. It used to drive me fethin' nuts, but somehow I've gotten so used to it that my brain is able to by-pass the RAGE synapsis and go directly to the JUST FORGET ABOUT IT one.
zatchmo wrote:Having worked in a grocery store, it was one of my favorite things to tell people that they couldn't use the express lane. They would come up with a buggy full and start to unload and I'd tell them "I'm sorry, this lane is for 15 items or less."
Lots of things bug me, but I'll keep this to the little things:
-PIN number and ATM machine - the acronym already contains the last word! You're saying Personal Identification Number Number, and Automated Teller Machine Machine! Also came up in a text I was reading "cruciform shaped" cruciform- cross shaped. Cruciform shaped? cross shaped shaped. Argh!
-People who don't have their money ready when they are buying one or two items in the shop, or who pay by credit card. You fethers. I hope you die in a fire.
Roze wrote:LOL i watched a big scary looking guy punch a BMW door and the guy in the car sat crying until he left...thats what you get for driving like a tool then having the audacity to swear at the person you almost killed!
Were you in Las Vegas when this happened? I swear my friend told me yesterday about how he was arrested a few weeks back for this very same thing.
I wasn't hun, i saw an old lady beat up a really big guy when i was in Vegas though...that was pretty sweet.
Brother, I don’t pretend to be a sage, Nor have I all the wisdom of the age. There’s just one insight I would dare to claim: I know that true and false are not the same; And just as there is nothing I more revere Than a soul whose faith is steadfast and sincere, Nothing that I more cherish and admire Than honest zeal and true religious fire, So there is nothing that I find more base Then specious piety’s dishonest face- Than those bold mountebanks, these histrios Whose impious mummeries and hollow shows Exploit our love of Heaven, and make a jest Of all that men think holiest and best; These calculating souls who offer prayers Not to their Maker, but as public wares, And seek to buy respect and reputation With lifted eyes and sighs of exaltation; These charlatans, I say, whose pilgrim souls Proceed, by way of Heaven, toward earthly goals, Who weep and pray and swindle and extort, Who preach the monkish life, but haunt the court, Who make their zeal the partner of their vice- Such men are vengeful, sly, and cold as ice, And when there is an enemy to defame They cloak their spite in fair religion’s name, Their private spleen and malice being made To seem a high and virtuous crusade, Until, to mankind’s reverent applause, They crucify their foe in Heaven’s cause. -Tartuffe
avantgarde wrote:Brother, I don’t pretend to be a sage, Nor have I all the wisdom of the age. There’s just one insight I would dare to claim: I know that true and false are not the same; And just as there is nothing I more revere Than a soul whose faith is steadfast and sincere, Nothing that I more cherish and admire Than honest zeal and true religious fire, So there is nothing that I find more base Then specious piety’s dishonest face- Than those bold mountebanks, these histrios Whose impious mummeries and hollow shows Exploit our love of Heaven, and make a jest Of all that men think holiest and best; These calculating souls who offer prayers Not to their Maker, but as public wares, And seek to buy respect and reputation With lifted eyes and sighs of exaltation; These charlatans, I say, whose pilgrim souls Proceed, by way of Heaven, toward earthly goals, Who weep and pray and swindle and extort, Who preach the monkish life, but haunt the court, Who make their zeal the partner of their vice- Such men are vengeful, sly, and cold as ice, And when there is an enemy to defame They cloak their spite in fair religion’s name, Their private spleen and malice being made To seem a high and virtuous crusade, Until, to mankind’s reverent applause, They crucify their foe in Heaven’s cause. -Tartuffe
Better watch out, though... I have said essentially the same thing, with realworld (registered trademark) examples to back it up, and got called intolerant... Twice. I have noticed that religion here in Dakka OT is a very touchy thing... /dir
This grinds my gears, it bothers me greatly... Let me say that first, so we stay on topic and not start trashing peoples beliefs. To each his own. I just wish people would stop calling other people trolls for posting their opinions, simply because you don't agree with it. That's fethed up, Dakka. Like Frazz told me, the rule is "don't be offensive". But when it comes down to it, everything I have posted about what I believe has offended people here in Dakka OT, and people fight with me about it, chastising me for being intolerant, or just plain wrong, or "fabricating" facts. I said the same thing to a Christian, I got Mod attention.
Scenario: Atheist: I don't get why Christians think this. It frustrates me. Christian: What is not to get? Are you calling us stupid? I think you are stupid. You must just be intolerant or ignorant. Why do you have to bash us? Learn to accept others. Atheist: ...o.O WTF, that's not what I said... Atheist-Druid-Scientologist-Buddhist-Pagan: True, Christian=/=Stupid, but it is possible for any religious person to act in a way others would think is stupid. (followed by a real story, with verifiable facts. Not trashing or flaming. Real life with real facts.) Mod: You are intoloerant Atheist-Druid-Scientologist-Buddhist-Pagan: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU...
That is what I believe! It does not invalidate your opinion or belief, just like yours to mine... I am not intolerant for saying it, you are not intolerant for disagreeing. But when you call me intolerant based on that, I think THAT is intolerant... Maybe this would be better off posted in the irony thread.
I hate when people act like their kid is really cute by doing something uber annoying. Meanwhile, all those who don't share any biological relation with said child want to see it get smacked for a quick schadenfreude high.
I hate the "youth control alarm" at my local shop. Yes i know only people under the age of 21 are suposed to be able to hear that teeth sharreting high pitched scream, and i know it must be horrible having a bus load of kids angry because you wont sell them alcohol, But please...for the sake of my sanity, PLEASE just call the police instead of blasting that alarm. I'm 24 Mr shop keeper and i hear it. I can't be the only one over 21 to hear it, Every time you do it every fiber of my being hurts....*sob* don't make me kill it while you sleep...Because i will...i will smash it to bits!!
Roze wrote:I hate the "youth control alarm" at my local shop. Yes i know only people under the age of 21 are suposed to be able to hear that teeth sharreting high pitched scream, and i know it must be horrible having a bus load of kids angry because you wont sell them alcohol, But please...for the sake of my sanity, PLEASE just call the police instead of blasting that alarm. I'm 24 Mr shop keeper and i hear it. I can't be the only one over 21 to hear it, Every time you do it every fiber of my being hurts....*sob* don't make me kill it while you sleep...Because i will...i will smash it to bits!!
Ah i feel for you, them alarms suck! We don't have them in Cambridge but when i was in Liverpool St Station sometime last year i think they were testing one out. I could hear it (I look after my hearing as i was a music student) and none of my friends could. They thought i was mental...
I hate extreme high frequency's...they piss me off to the max.
Liliputians bother me. [I think that is how it's spelled]
I hate it when people let their children raise the parents.
"Little Johnny gets what he wants because I'm too much of a pussy to discipline my child. I do not want to spank him on his bottom because then I will go to jail for child abuse."
God fething dammit! I will go to jail for murder if they don't teach their kids to behave!
@generalgrog - Woot! I was someone's hero! Really though, it is annoying and I tried to prevent it when it was obvious. Another tactic of those people with cartloads of goods was "Well, it's not 15 DIFFERENT items..." Please, you have to be kidding me...
@tblock1984 - I understand exactly what you mean. I am a Christian and I can't stand it when others are simply intolerant to people who don't believe the way we believe. To each his own, I agree.
And as for the alarms. In my experience in the States, we don't have them, but it is a popular ringtone on a lot of teenager cell phones. I can remember working at a movie store and was renting movies out to a lady and her teenage daughter. I kept hearing this high pitched buzzing and, after cocking my head many a time, saw the teenage daughter texting on her phone. I inquired as to whether she had that as a ringtone and she got all huffy and said, "Ugh! They said only teenagers could hear this!" and proceeded to storm out of the store. The mother turns to me and says, "Thanks. Now I have to deal with that all the way home, couldn't you just keep your mouth shut?" and left. I'm so glad I don't work in customer service anymore!
People who randomly come up to me on the street and say hello just 'cos I'm in Englishman in China and you wanna impress that girl next to you with your perfectly spoken single syllable. Seriously...do you go up to other Chinese people and say "Hi"? No you don't. You don't know them and you don't know me...lets keep it like that.
I have vowed myself many times the next time someone does it I'm gonna start a whole conversation with them and see how smart they feel.
Oh and my neighbours...the people who feel that construction work on their apartment should begin at 10pm and finish around 2am.
Haha, got to love the person who came up with the idea people under 21 hear a different frequency. Who the feth thought that was actually a provable theory?
I'm never lucky to get cashiers to shoo away people with more than the express items allows. I always get stuck wanting to buy a pack of gum and a bottle of something to drink behind some lady/guy/family at the 10 items or less checkout with 3 carts of groceries and the cashier starts ringing them through. I swear those cashiers need to be taught how to read.
I'd say after long enough working with pissy customers with entitlement complexes you just start letting them away with it for the quiet life. I don't blame the cashiers too much in that situation, I blame the pricks with the excess shopping.
I actually really really hate it when I see someone being rude to service industry staff. I mean, you can always be polite, even if you're not happy with something, and a lot of the time it's not the person you're talking to's fault. Even if it is, and they're being rude, I think you should still stay polite.
"Hello."
"..."
"Hello?"
*With an Indian accent so thick you could lean on it*"Er, hello. My name is bub (trying to say bob), I am calling flom Blisbane to discuss your phone plan you are going to save money every month on your phone plan does that sound good?"
*if I have not hung up already* "What's the catch?"
"There is no catch, only-" at this point the bloke is speaking so quickly that comprehension is impossible. On If I find that patience tricks are pulled like asking if you can speak while on the toilet and squeezing a nearly-empty sauce bottle.
It just annoys me because the calls always seem to come when my sleep deprived family gets a rare siesta in. On the other hand I feel kind of bad about complaining about it when those Indian folks are likely to be poor or living rough (especially by western standards).
I hate people who act all tough and walk with that spanker swagger.
I just wanna violence them. If I was the tyrant of Australia I'd just give em the noose.
No one cares how tough you are, You dont need to stare me down in your commadore (its a car), you dont need to do nothing.. you can be the alpha male of the shopping centre.. I just wanna get some damn *insert shopping item here*.
People who are actually tough give off that toughness, swagger = spanker.. If this is you cut your wrist from the hand to the elbow.
-People who don't have their money ready when they are buying one or two items in the shop, or who pay by credit card. You fethers. I hope you die in a fire.
feth you too, buddy. So you have to wait three more seconds for me to pay with my debit card, somebody call the fething Waahmbulance.
As you can see I do that quite often...it's easier for me to whip my card out than it is to drive to my bank halfway across town and use the ATM.
Anyway, what I absolutely can not fething stand is driving. For starters I want to say I'm obviously not perfect, when I was fresh I fethed up a few times, got honked and sworn at on more than one occasion...there was even one night where, I don't want to say I was "stalked", but I fethed up in traffic accidentally cutting someone off (it was night, a town I'd never been in, and I was trying to find a place before it got late and they closed up shop), but after that happened I was pissed at myself and pulled into a grocery store parking lot to look at my directions while kicking my own ass, when the same car pulls up next to me in the parking lot, full of pissed off teenagers. Needless to say I didn't even look over, I put it in drive and got the feth out of town (one nerdy fething kid against a car full of road raging teens on a Friday night, who's going to win that one). But some of the things people do just boggles the fething mind, I really don't understand how these people can get their licenses...
My car (a rather nice one...or it used to be anyway, that I still owe over $5k on) has been hit in the rear, twice, while I was in a parking lot somewhere. Since I don't walk around the car and do an inspection every time I go out, I have no idea where it happened or who the hell hit me. Twice, and this last time (which happened a week or two ago) did some considerable damage to it...the trunk is actually bent in at the bottom where the name badge was (was), and bent up at the top so it isn't sitting flush anymore, and it'll probably never look right again...and the bumper looks like ass. Some of it will buff out, but it needs new paint anyway, and has a hole from what looks like a trailer hitch that needs filling...what I really want to know is how the feth can you hit a parked car, and why the feth would you just drive off? It wouldn't have even been so bad if the guy who hit me could have at least been honest and owned up to it. People are fething wretched, I swear to god.
Anyway, I don't want to turn this into a huge rant, but I really hate when people drive way too fething close (especially since people like driving halfway up my ass, as you can see above...$5,000, the car isn't even halfway paid off and it's already trashed, and it's not even my fault! God fething damn it!) or don't know how to signal. I don't know what's more irritating though, the people who never signal, or the ones who do it when they're already halfway into the other lane or wait until they're in the process of turning. What's the fething point!
I hate hypocritical donkey-caves, too. Much like garret's ball-punching bs, it seems to me there are a lot of people out there who think everything's funny so long as it doesn't happen to them. They're all "It's a joke, lighten up!" one minute, and then when you turn the tables they threaten to throw down over it, lol...
Green Blow Fly wrote:I hate it when you drive like heck to reach a shop before they close and then arrive only to find out they closed early.
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feth, that too. I was trying to go to an art store on a Saturday and they closed at 5:30 (wtf? kinda early), I pulled into the parking lot at 5:33...lol.
zatchmo wrote:So, there's this family in front of me at the checkout. They have a buggy load of grocery goodness. When the lady rings them up, it's just over $100. They swipe their foodstamp cards (the guy and gal weren't married, they were just "dating" they each had their own card!) and low and behold they have a combined total of $50 and change. So, they start putting stuff back. What do they put back? The raw meat, eggs, bread, and milk, etc. What do they keep? A boatload of frozen pizzas/dinners, a couple of 12 packs of Mt. Dew and each one of the group (there was at least five) got a candy bar and a 20 oz soda of their choice.
I was stunned.
What stuns me is this: If they are indeed the parents of the children with them, how the feth did you both get EBT cards? Hurm... This pisses me off. After returning to California from Colorado, when my wife (well, fiance at the time) applied for food stamps, she did so legitimately. She was living with my mom, while I was at a homeless shelter in the Bay Area, testing for Sony and saving money up. The shelter required that you get foodstamps and pitch in with buying food for everyone. I respect that. But, because we were both trying to get benefits and were not married and didn't live together, I was dubbed a non-custodial parent, and Child Support bent me over and .
I think the magic words here are "did so legitimately..."
Sidstyler wrote:I hate hypocritical donkey-caves, too. Much like garret's ball-punching bs, it seems to me there are a lot of people out there who think everything's funny so long as it doesn't happen to them. They're all "It's a joke, lighten up!" one minute, and then when you turn the tables they threaten to throw down over it, lol...
QFT What I hate more is when said "funny joke" man is in a forum, and calls you out for leaving the discussion due to dangerously high levels of nerdrage. He says, "That's fethed up! You can't leave now! You just said you and got all huffy, over what, a joke?"
You, sir, did not making it clear you were making a joke in a very serious forum discussion! If I humor you, and stay in this heated discussion, that you are nonchalantly making jokes that others think are your actual opinions, I think I will get suspended or banned...
tblock1984 wrote:After returning to California from Colorado, when my wife (well, fiance at the time) applied for food stamps, she did so legitimately. She was living with my mom, while I was at a homeless shelter in the Bay Area, testing for Sony and saving money up.
What?
Seriously what? How does that work now? Was she living with your mom, or her mom; and how, at any rate, how do you get stuck in a shelter? Were you in the S.F.?
I have almost gotten in knife fights at shelters when I was on the streets man... they are not friendly, and I am seriously perplexed at your previous situation. The most dangerous part about my experience being homeless, was the time I spent at the homeless shelter. In six months there, I saw at least 5 fights, two of which ended with a gun; not being fired thankfully enough. If you were in S.F. at a shelter, I cannot imagine your situation being any different. Anybody I have known that was homeless in the city, raged about how preposterously cutthroat it was. These stories are basically what kept me from just traveling, instead of getting back into school and the like.
If I were ever to be homeless again, I would straight up move into the woods, rather than stay at some grimy ass shelter.
- Like your belongings? Like your shoes? Too fething bad, there is someone trying to steal them, and/or urinate in them.
- Need support? Too fething bad, the state is broke as a joke, and all services available are little more than money making schemes for the psychiatric industry.
- Want to just live in a van, trying to get by working 2 full time jobs, while attempting to do night school? TOO FETHING BAD!!! You suck, you are not human, and you deserve less than the state gives dogs. Go burn in hell hippy.
- Need help from a Church? Sure, why not, but remember that you are evil while your doing it... evil scummy people, that are so down and out, they can only serve as a punching bag for the slightly more fortunate.
One last thing, if you end up on the streets, remember this one thing. {You can get emotional, or you can survive...}
Cheese Elemental wrote:Graffiti in toilets. I don't want to see some arsehole's artistic interpretation of the school principal giving head.
you do however find a diamond in the ruff of a statement on a toilet door. the things i hate are:
1. children misbehaving to the point where they cause minor criminal damage and the parents watch on uncaringly.
2. outside my uni in hull is a zebra crossing, a busy one and there is still drivers(who can take more than one 5min diversion to get around it at 9 or 5) who honk there horns and get arsy with people crossing it.
3. putting dirty cutlery on the washed stuff rack
4. poeple (usually mid teens-early twentys) acting like alpha male gangsta's, who if meet by a actual alpha gangster would get there arse handed to them on a platter of back hand slaps
5. 20st+ women wearing anything with the word 'skinny' in it, the world doesn't need it
6. kids wearing abercrombe+finch (insert any overpriced clothes label here), they are douchebags in training, children should were knitted jumpers (one of the reasons why grannies exist) and tshirts with pictures of power rangers
I hate it when your in a car with your buddies in traffic and some fether cuts you right up and when you follow him to politely tell him of his mistake he races off. Most rude. When I get my hands on him....
I hate people who write on road signs. (except the people who write Hammer time on the STOP signs...that always makes me laugh)
We got stuck in traffic last week and the emergency contact sign had the number painted out and someone had written "you deserve to be stuck here planet killer!" on the sign....
i hope the first person who does get stuck there and need assistance is some ponce in a electric car.
I hate it when people interrupt themselves, and when they don't answer the question you ask, but instead answer the one they think you're asking.
Me: "So, what was the movie about?"
Girlfriend: "It was really good, it's sorta like, well, it's really dark and kinda scary and there's this group, and the one guy is sooo scary, and the hero is really cool, when he first came on the screen I actually squealed, and yeah, it was really good."
Me: *facepalm* "So, what was the movie about?"
Girlfriend: "Oh, scientists made zombies."
To be fair, she only really gets that way when she's really, really excited
tblock1984 wrote:After returning to California from Colorado, when my wife (well, fiance at the time) applied for food stamps, she did so legitimately. She was living with my mom, while I was at a homeless shelter in the Bay Area, testing for Sony and saving money up.
What?
Seriously what? How does that work now? Was she living with your mom, or her mom; and how, at any rate, how do you get stuck in a shelter? Were you in the S.F.?
We moved to Colorado because we thought it would be best for our family. Not as planned... Stupid blizzard... I was a temp and didn't receive snow pay. We could choose either rent or food, but not both. Bad prospect with a three month old...
We took our remaining money and bought Greyhound tickets on Christmas Eve. That was our Christmas present to each other. (Nerdrage went up a notch thinking about recent statement in another thread about non-Christians not deserving presents...) When we returned from Colorado, I had a job line up that would start in two weeks, but no place to stay. Before we left for Colorado, we had a beef with Kitten's mom, and staying with her was a little... awkward... My mother lived in Merced, a good hundred miles away. She said she would take care of Kitten (She who must be obeyed) and Zelda.
I remained in Hayward, staying at the Human Outreach Agency, commuting to Foster City to do 3rd party testing for SCEA. HOA was a pretty chill place. Pitch in with food stamps and follow the rules, and as long as you are looking for or have a job, you can stay until you get your gak together. Not like the sad, yet very true, reality of the homeless in SF. We eventually got over our beef with the mother-in-law, which is where we have been staying, as a family, ever since. Soon, though, we will have a place of our own. A wondrous place that didn't judge whether or not our family deserved a home because of a credit score and mistakes I made when I was young and stupid.
Melodrama. For instance-my parents are usually out of town, and Me and my sister are usually looked after by our 25 year old brother. My big sister (I'm the youngest of the family...sob ) takes these oppurtunities to have sex with her Boyfreind-as my brothers a preety layed back kinda' guy, he allows it. The problem is, my room is next to my sisters, which is where the "action " usually happens.
Anyway, last night was the worst. The screams were the loudest you could possibly imagine-I didn't even want to know what was going on in there, they didn't make that much noise normally. But in the end, I couldn't stand it. I got up and walked in, basically to tell her to STFU, and I found-they were just hugging. Nothing had happened (You get adept at telling when they have.). Yet, she was acting like it was the most "Romantic" thing she has ever done. Tired and pissed off, i went back to bed. So yeah, I hate melodrama .
Little lord Fauntleroy wrote:Melodrama. For instance-my parents are usually out of town, and Me and my sister are usually looked after by our 25 year old brother. My big sister (I'm the youngest of the family...sob ) takes these oppurtunities to have sex with her Boyfreind-as my brothers a preety layed back kinda' guy, he allows it. The problem is, my room is next to my sisters, which is where the "action " usually happens.
Anyway, last night was the worst. The screams were the loudest you could possibly imagine-I didn't even want to know what was going on in there, they didn't make that much noise normally. But in the end, I couldn't stand it. I got up and walked in, basically to tell her to STFU, and I found-they were just hugging. Nothing had happened (You get adept at telling when they have.). Yet, she was acting like it was the most "Romantic" thing she has ever done. Tired and pissed off, i went back to bed. So yeah, I hate melodrama .
I had the same problem once when I was staying at my friend's place. He had a few older friends there too and two of them started having sex loudly at about five in the morning when they thought everyone was asleep. It woke me up, and it was too loud for me to get back to sleep, so I went into the kitchen, grabbed a carving knife, and literally kicked open the door of their room (admittedly, it was already ajar...), screaming at them to shut the feth up at the top of my lungs and waving my knife around like Jason Vorhees.
tblock1984 wrote:I remained in Hayward, staying at the Human Outreach Agency, commuting to Foster City to do 3rd party testing for SCEA. HOA was a pretty chill place. Pitch in with food stamps and follow the rules, and as long as you are looking for or have a job, you can stay until you get your gak together. Not like the sad, yet very true, reality of the homeless in SF. We eventually got over our beef with the mother-in-law, which is where we have been staying, as a family, ever since. Soon, though, we will have a place of our own. A wondrous place that didn't judge whether or not our family deserved a home because of a credit score and mistakes I made when I was young and stupid.
Apologies for my overreaction, even though I was not launching any sort of personal attack.
Way back when, my mother was working in the computer industry (Oracle and the like), and she had to commute something like 4 hours a day, it was absolutely ridiculous. I know how it is though, maintaining a career in that field, almost requires that you have extra time to commit at a moments notice. When my mother got to work from home finally (one of the most obvious 'benefits' to give automatically), she actually ended up working much more; partly because she was pretty much a workaholic, no matter how you slice it.
Thankfully, I have always known the dangers of credit, and how quickly something like that can set you back. While most of my friends were getting credit cards for "extracurricular college expenses", I was looking into what it would take to get a loan for a small business. It did not take me very long to realize exactly how the system works... wanna be broke fast? Get a credit card or two .
Good to hear that you have worked things out though mate.
What bothers me greatly lately is the stupid Kit Kat commercial on TV, it's probably twice as loud as the regular commercials and consists of people breaking the Kit Kats and stuffing them in their faces. So basically it consists of loud snapping/crunching sounds and people smacking their lips and going "mmmm".
Makes me actually mute the TV when it comes on.
Also people with tongue piercings. I'm not against them having them, but that they have to always play with the tongue stud and show it to people. No, really. I don't want to see what you put in your mouth.
MadEdric wrote:Also people with tongue piercings. I'm not against them having them, but that they have to always play with the tongue stud and show it to people. No, really. I don't want to see what you put in your mouth.
I am curious... What do you mean by playing with them? I think simply sticking the stud out and rolling it on my lips helps me think. In fact, I am doing it right now.
Now, if the dude is just like, "Look at my awesome tongue piercing!" That is kinda douchy...
I hate it when the TV news people try to make smalltalk between stories. It makes them seem like complete idiots. It's always completely insincere and obviously not scripted, which just lets you know how dull these people are when they don't have a teleprompter to read from.
you should have asked for some sloppy seconds dude.
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Cheese Elemental wrote:
Little lord Fauntleroy wrote:Melodrama. For instance-my parents are usually out of town, and Me and my sister are usually looked after by our 25 year old brother. My big sister (I'm the youngest of the family...sob ) takes these oppurtunities to have sex with her Boyfreind-as my brothers a preety layed back kinda' guy, he allows it. The problem is, my room is next to my sisters, which is where the "action " usually happens.
Anyway, last night was the worst. The screams were the loudest you could possibly imagine-I didn't even want to know what was going on in there, they didn't make that much noise normally. But in the end, I couldn't stand it. I got up and walked in, basically to tell her to STFU, and I found-they were just hugging. Nothing had happened (You get adept at telling when they have.). Yet, she was acting like it was the most "Romantic" thing she has ever done. Tired and pissed off, i went back to bed. So yeah, I hate melodrama .
I had the same problem once when I was staying at my friend's place. He had a few older friends there too and two of them started having sex loudly at about five in the morning when they thought everyone was asleep. It woke me up, and it was too loud for me to get back to sleep, so I went into the kitchen, grabbed a carving knife, and literally kicked open the door of their room (admittedly, it was already ajar...), screaming at them to shut the feth up at the top of my lungs and waving my knife around like Jason Vorhees.
Man, that felt good.
Automatically Appended Next Post: I hate it when someone says something like "Oh really?" when they know exactly what it is that is going on.
MadEdric wrote:Also people with tongue piercings. I'm not against them having them, but that they have to always play with the tongue stud and show it to people. No, really. I don't want to see what you put in your mouth.
I am curious... What do you mean by playing with them? I think simply sticking the stud out and rolling it on my lips helps me think. In fact, I am doing it right now.
Now, if the dude is just like, "Look at my awesome tongue piercing!" That is kinda douchy...
It's the constant sticking it out, rolling over the lips, clicking it against the teeth and yes, pretty much begging people to look at it.
Doing it occasionally is no problem, but I swear most people I know that have pierced tongues cannot keep their tongue in their mouths now.
It's also the doing it while talking with someone. Now if someone on the bus across the aisle did it, I'd probably have no problem, but if I'm talking to a coworker and all they can do is play with their tongue stud the whole time.. I wanna smack em. If I'm at a counter and the clerk is playing with their tongue stud, I wanna smack em.
Irrational, most likely. It still bugs the heck out of me.
Green Blow Fly wrote:I hate it when a store keeps sell merchandise whose expiration date has passed.
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Do you mean ones that sell them OFD on purpose or when they haven't got round to checking their stock?
I used to pop into a shop every now and then and they always had a large round container with various items on sale that were out of date, sometimes it was even bread and things like that. Certain foods can last a good while after the sell/use by date but bread and dairy products?!?!
I'm 41 and can still hear them. I can't hear a batch of other frequencies, but I hear them just fine.
(had severe hearing issues up to the age of 5. Was "profoundly" deaf in fact. Surgery could (and did) remedy it and gave me back some 80% - but it's not 0-79%. It's patchy and I have dropouts - generally in the range of human vocal frequencies.).
Here's another one I'd like to add to our growing list:
you are sitting at a red light waiting to turn right with one car ahead of you... the light turns green and the car ahead of you waits until the light turns yellow to go... How rude!
(I wish there was a secondary audio track with only field sounds) as well as all the ESPN style over-analysis that follows.
As you can see I do that quite often...it's easier for me to whip my card out than it is to drive to my bank halfway across town and use the 
) takes these oppurtunities to have sex with her Boyfreind-as my brothers a preety layed back kinda' guy, he allows it. The problem is, my room is next to my sisters, which is where the "action 
" usually happens.
