Little things that annoy you

[Pauldav]

Going to open a door, pulling the door handle and it doesn't open as it's a door you push. Why put handles on doors you push? It's just to make people look like idiots when they go to pull them open and can't.

 

[Carver]

People who refer to Tesco as Tescos! Illiterate swines. If it was Tescos it would have a bloody 'S' on the end!

There's a chemist called Bootsis in M22 ;-) We don't say that in the east.

 

[BimboBob]

Bagging the food shopping. I hate that, I fucking fucking fucking fucking hate it.

Just say yes when they ask if you need any help. I do this all the time. Great fun.

 

[Quaristice]

The walls advert with the dog and keyboard..

Both of them infact. Anyone who works in a service station late at night deserves to have that tiny dog piss in their mouths.

I hate wasps. Big teethed fuckers who bite anything. Bastards.

It's quite obvious the wife is stuffing him full of walls products to claim his life insurance

Not seen many wasps this year, hark the British summer!

 

[BlueHammer85]

baby's that cry for ages

people around me shouting shite at west ham

getting shouted at on the pitch sunday football

battery running low on phone

not getting a seat on the train

 

[alblue]

Fat Lazy Bitches who I work with who complain when the have to answer the phone... you work in a call centre, put the cake down you salad dodger and do some work, you might lose a bit of the flubber if you do a bit.

and breathe

 

[Pigeonho]

The way women fucking all rally round other fucking women when they have fucking had a fucking separation, making the bloke out to be a **** in the fucking process.

 

[Skipdog]

Dont know why but when people throw there cigarette butts out their car window at traffic lights. Does my head inn

 

[Cellarite]

the fucking excuse for a porch that the missus had built at a cost that would've been better spent at eastlands or the crooked billet. the shed is one of them brick efforts in front of the house. now the front door is penned in by the fucking thing. to get a bike out of the shed, you need to wheel the fucker into the house, spin it around in the dining room and back out through a series (well two) of doors that close when you want them to stay open. it's like an episode of takeshi's castle every time i want something out of the shed. a sledge hammer appears to be my only option.

 

[c4lv3rt]

the fucking excuse for a porch that the missus had built at a cost that would've been better spent at eastlands or the crooked billet. the shed is one of them brick efforts in front of the house. now the front door is penned in by the fucking thing. to get a bike out of the shed, you need to wheel the fucker into the house, spin it around in the dining room and back out through a series (well two) of doors that close when you want them to stay open. it's like an episode of takeshi's castle every time i want something out of the shed. a sledge hammer appears to be my only option.

This bit had me in tears mate, quality work! :)