Stupid little things that bug you

Nonce cyclists who go through red lights, especially when pedestrians are crossing. Just seen one nearly knock over an elderly chap at the pedestrian crossing.
 
To some people that may be the only conversation they have all day.
It wasn't long back the shop keeper knew most of his customers and would chat to them.
I hate the self checkout shite, I presume you are a firm favourite. 5 minutes ! I hope this is a tongue in cheek moan. :- )

Everyone is in too much of a rush these days
It was the same with landlords in pubs when you went to the bar but you wouldn't know about that
 
To some people that may be the only conversation they have all day.
It wasn't long back the shop keeper knew most of his customers and would chat to them.
I hate the self checkout shite, I presume you are a firm favourite. 5 minutes ! I hope this is a tongue in cheek moan. :- )

Everyone is in too much of a rush these days
Now have a vision of you Misty chatting shite to the cashier for 10 minutes making everyone late and cursing FOC's.......meanwhile the other cashier's saw you coming in and rushed to the back room for a ciggie break. :-)
 
Nonce cyclists who go through red lights, especially when pedestrians are crossing. Just seen one nearly knock over an elderly chap at the pedestrian crossing.
This has me laughing hard!!! :D Whilst I completely agree with your concept, why are you focusing in on child molestering cyclists.
 
Posters who try to impress with their recollection of a particular goal scored in a game many years ago. Often they precede their claim with "If IRC" when in fact they have probably Googled it first.
 
People who talk too loudly in public
People who type loudly
People who get too close to you in queues
People who refer to maths as math and other Americanisms
 
Oh.....and
Filthy union jack flags on poles. What sort of "patriot" would instigate a mass programme of Flag hanging, (entirely for well meaning patriotic reasons im sure), then not look after the uptake of said wonderful patriotism. Get up there and maintain it you halfwitted, bald, tatooed, patriotic bells. Don't just leave it hanging there limp, sodden and filthy, representing perfectly the pitiful demise of our once sparkling nation. Anti British if you ask me!
 
Nonce cyclists who go through red lights, especially when pedestrians are crossing. Just seen one nearly knock over an elderly chap at the pedestrian crossing.
This. And cyclists on the pavement mostly food delivery. And they expect you as the pedestrian to make way for them. Absolute bellends.
 
My partner is in the garden. set up her big chair, cushions, windbreak, blanket the lot. Great, I have peace to sit and watch football.

She keeps coming back in for stuff. 20 fucking times in the last hour. Just fucking sit down and get cosy and leave me in peace ffs! Plus, everytine she asks me something. I don't want to answer questions about anything. They are supposed tp be the intuitive sex, the in touch with other peoples zen. Well, mine is screaming, I dont fucking care about any of your shit and I just want left in peace to watch the footy, without the patio door opening every fucking farts end.

Straight over her head.
 
HR

I think the main demise of the nation can be traced back to 1979. But the more recent fall to hell, certainly in the workplace is, in my opinion when "Personnel" became HR. The pricks are just a bunch of chip on shoulder dweebs who were bullied at school, spending their days devising schemes to justify their job by making your job that little bit shitter on a daily basis!

"Oh good, its the annual appraisal process where I get to justify my position to someone called Shannon who knows nothing about it. There's no promotion if I find the appropriate BS way to show I've met my pointless targets, and if they try to demote me, I'll say I'm stressed and bullied and have 3 months off"

Utterly pointless department In any workplace!
 
This. And cyclists on the pavement mostly food delivery. And they expect you as the pedestrian to make way for them. Absolute bellends.
Anyone over 7 cycling on a pavement should be dragged off and beaten with pickaxe handles.

Every town should employ a squad to do this.
 
My partner is in the garden. set up her big chair, cushions, windbreak, blanket the lot. Great, I have peace to sit and watch football.

She keeps coming back in for stuff. 20 fucking times in the last hour. Just fucking sit down and get cosy and leave me in peace ffs! Plus, everytine she asks me something. I don't want to answer questions about anything. They are supposed tp be the intuitive sex, the in touch with other peoples zen. Well, mine is screaming, I dont fucking care about any of your shit and I just want left in peace to watch the footy, without the patio door opening every fucking farts end.

Straight over her head.
Sounds like a severe lack of training on your part Magic..........I'll send you the training manual, but you'll have to provide your own big stick.

Good luck!
 

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