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Really minor annoyances


I suppose it feels depends how many cubicles there are in the ladies' loos in comparison with the urinals. Not having been in the ladies' conveniences (other than to clean them when I worked in a bar), I had assumed it was 1:1, but I'm going to guess it isn't and that's why women have to queue.
 
Folks who ride a bike and have their dog on a lead running alongside them!!! In this heat. Want shooting with shite …. Just seen this thread, my mind swims with annoyances.
 
When I’m turning right at a junction and the left turner has to edge further out completely blocking my view. Just hang back a bit and you can still see right down the road
Some first this morning in a BMW was haring it down the cross hatch of an entry slipraod {m25/a20) at ludicrous speed. Nudged over to the right to block him off. He was going nuts. He went from slip road to lane 3 so I blew him out in lane 1. Childish but satisfying. Was still raging in my rear view.
 
Some first this morning in a BMW was haring it down the cross hatch of an entry slipraod {m25/a20) at ludicrous speed. Nudged over to the right to block him off. He was going nuts. He went from slip road to lane 3 so I blew him out in lane 1. Childish but satisfying. Was still raging in my rear view.
why not just let them get on with it, eventually they'll end up rolled over or into a lamp post. putting yourself in a dodgy position is canny stupid. as well as the fact you're not the police.
Ring pulls that snap off without opening the tin
when your having a drink from a can and a moustache hair gets pulled out by the ringpull.
 
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Needing to put some air in your tyre and when you get to the petrol station there's some old fart at 7am checking his tyre pressures taking forever
 
Needing to put some air in your tyre and when you get to the petrol station there's some old fart at 7am checking his tyre pressures taking forever

I once had some lass with a massive gash in her tyre trying to blow it up and flat out refusing to understand she was wasting her time. Put about five quid into the machine and I was waiting behind her and in quite a rush.

All puns are intentional.
 
why not just let them get on with it, eventually they'll end up rolled over or into a lamp post. putting yourself in a dodgy position is canny stupid. as well as the fact you're not the police.

when your having a drink from a can and a moustache hair gets pulled out by the ringpull.
Told you. Childish. Also wanted to absolutely smoke him once we hit the carriageway. Also childish. Was nobody about. I let him fly into the 40 zone just next to the McDonald's too. Just where the coppers sit.
 
I once had some lass with a massive gash in her tyre trying to blow it up and flat out refusing to understand she was wasting her time. Put about five quid into the machine and I was waiting behind her and in quite a rush.

All puns are intentional.
Putting your fist in the said gash would have stopped the leakage. She’d be on her way within minutes.






You would have to run alongside however rotating your arm until she was home and dry……
 
If I need to take the little uns shoe shopping or whatever. Park up some way away from the shopping centre entrance so it's nice and easy for us all getting into and out of the car. Do the shopping and return to the car. local vicinity of the car maybe 15 metres around has no vehicles near it still apart from one fucker that has parked in the space right next to me. Just why?
 
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I was in a car park in Bakewell the other day (a long story) anyhow, it was a one where they read your number plate on the way in and you pay for how long you’ve been there. I went to pay, 3rd in the queue. The bloke at the front was getting cross cos he wanted to pay for two hours and couldn’t make the machine understand. I explained the principles of paying when you returned so he buggered off. Next one was complete dumbfounded by the machine. It said if you want to pay for parking press button 1. He was pressing the screen, trying to type in his reg all sorts. I explained how to press button 1. Then he had his reg written on a scrap of paper but had written it down wrong. There was quite a queue by now so I told him he’d have to go and check it. He buggered off by which time my daughter had come to see if I was managing ok, I was on the edge by then but managed it ok 😊
 
I was in a car park in Bakewell the other day (a long story) anyhow, it was a one where they read your number plate on the way in and you pay for how long you’ve been there. I went to pay, 3rd in the queue. The bloke at the front was getting cross cos he wanted to pay for two hours and couldn’t make the machine understand. I explained the principles of paying when you returned so he buggered off. Next one was complete dumbfounded by the machine. It said if you want to pay for parking press button 1. He was pressing the screen, trying to type in his reg all sorts. I explained how to press button 1. Then he had his reg written on a scrap of paper but had written it down wrong. There was quite a queue by now so I told him he’d have to go and check it. He buggered off by which time my daughter had come to see if I was managing ok, I was on the edge by then but managed it ok 😊
I feel your pain, some people are a bit dense. However parking used to be simple, put in coins display ticket, go.
 
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