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Really minor annoyances


I guess it is more of a major annoyance really. OK. It is really, absolutely important for me right now to give you lot a good idea as to the shape of the road layout of my cul-de-sac before going on so you can get a good picture in your head as to what it is I am on about. I will be telling you all this and if I leave vital stuff out you won't have a clue about how it all works out.

If you look at it on Google Maps on satellite imagery, for years I have likened it to a table on it's side with one leg longer than the other. The top leg a bit shorter than the bottom one which leads to a row of garages and a dead end. You go in down an incline along the bottom leg going from East to West. But the problem is the bottom property on the right hand side has a large side fence which sweeps around it's side garden in line with the change in road direction to a straight North-South. Now, you cannot see anything that is around the curving fence as you are coming around.

So imagine a family friend is visiting someone and are coming around this blind corner, but a taxi driver or van driver is reversing toward them which they have a horrible habit of doing because they refuse to use the space in front of ours to turn and drive straight out. They won't see each other till it's too late. The rear of the taxi or van could potentially ram the front end of the family friends's car. That possibility is always there. It has never happened but the odds of it happening increase every time it doesn't.
CAM
 
Stirring, specifically tea and coffee. People who bray the spoon off the walls of the cup/mug as if they're trying re-create 'Ding-Dong Merrily on High' through the medium of porcelain. One or two simple rotations of the spoon without hammering the walls of the cup/mug is sufficient to distribute the contents of said mug/cup satisfactorily you f***ing bellends.
I’m a hard bastard, no milk in my coffee (to be fair I usually drink filter coffee)
 
People in supermarkets with trolleys where the person is looking at something in the fridge section but they have their trolley sideways on across the aisle. Pull the fecker in!.
Also, old people who use cheques. Anyone who uses cheques actually. Its 2024 you know.
 
Ignorant impatient wankers forcing themselves in front of you/nip out ahead of you in a car park then put a hand up as if to thank you to caveat their behaviour. Boils my piss.

Hylton retail park is awful for this. Doesn't help that the car park is horrendous tight to start with like. Pair it with the impatient/'me me me' post covid nature of loads of people, particularly on the roads now, and it is horrible.
 
Or when waiting staff starting taking plates away before everyone has finished
This gets right on my nerves.
So many people here are trained to whisk away your plate before you put your fork down, I hate it. Always wave them away.
My missus always says ‘they’re only doing their job, they’re being watched and told to do it’. I don’t f*cking care it’s not good service it’s friggin rude. Anyway if it’s a buffet I might be planning to go back for something else and then you’ve got to fanny about finding new cutlery etc if they’ve already swooped in on yours.

Irony is if you need them to come and fill your water or bring the tomato sauce or something they’re nowhere to be seen but once you’re finished there they are hovering around like the bloody Harpies!
 
People in supermarkets with trolleys where the person is looking at something in the fridge section but they have their trolley sideways on across the aisle. Pull the fecker in!.
Also, old people who use cheques. Anyone who uses cheques actually. Its 2024 you know.
I've had a few disgruntled "Oh excuse me" comments when I have gently pushed someone's trolley aside, often asking politely if I could move down the aisle and being ignored. I always smile and as cheerfully as I can say "Oh it was no problem, don't worry". Generally they are expecting you to tut and walk on, or start an argument. By the time they have recovered from their confusion, you have picked up your milk and are on your way.
 
This gets right on my nerves.
So many people here are trained to whisk away your plate before you put your fork down, I hate it. Always wave them away.
My missus always says ‘they’re only doing their job, they’re being watched and told to do it’. I don’t f*cking care it’s not good service it’s friggin rude. Anyway if it’s a buffet I might be planning to go back for something else and then you’ve got to fanny about finding new cutlery etc if they’ve already swooped in on yours.

Irony is if you need them to come and fill your water or bring the tomato sauce or something they’re nowhere to be seen but once you’re finished there they are hovering around like the bloody Harpies!

I’m always asked if ‘everything is alright’ or if the food is to my satisfaction at the exact moment I’ve just filled my mouth with a forkful of food. I’m sure staff are trained for that precise timing.
 
All packaging generally. There's a special hell for the people who design this shite, right next to the one for people who design multi storey car parks
My kids are now the age where they don't get toys and life is so much better.

When I was a lad, toys were in card board boxes and if it was a car, there were little gaps in the inner card where the wheels sat, the box was short enough so the car couldn't move and the wheel gaps stopped that going further. It worked and was just card, with a little plastic window. Environmentally pretty good (and they were all either made and shipped from the UK or Germany, not half way around the planet).

Now they have bits that are screwed in, ties of metal wire around the axels and crimped at the back etc. I used to prepare myself for Christmas morning having a pair of wire cutters and a small screwdriver set on hand. Me as a kid, pop box open, toy drops out, fun starts. My kids, pop box open, "Dad can you unpack this"..."are you done yet?"...."done?"....."now it is" - oh they have moved on to the next thing because I spent 5 minutes of screwing and snipping to get the sodding thing out the box.
 
My kids are now the age where they don't get toys and life is so much better.

When I was a lad, toys were in card board boxes and if it was a car, there were little gaps in the inner card where the wheels sat, the box was short enough so the car couldn't move and the wheel gaps stopped that going further. It worked and was just card, with a little plastic window. Environmentally pretty good (and they were all either made and shipped from the UK or Germany, not half way around the planet).

Now they have bits that are screwed in, ties of metal wire around the axels and crimped at the back etc. I used to prepare myself for Christmas morning having a pair of wire cutters and a small screwdriver set on hand. Me as a kid, pop box open, toy drops out, fun starts. My kids, pop box open, "Dad can you unpack this"..."are you done yet?"...."done?"....."now it is" - oh they have moved on to the next thing because I spent 5 minutes of screwing and snipping to get the sodding thing out the box.

Not only that, the old packaging was usually viable to make into a toy or accessory for the toy, rather than some f***ing obliterated mess of cardboard bit, sticky tape and plastic debris
 
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