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Really minor annoyances


Big Jeff said:
I find it is more efficient to have a conversation. You can ask supplementary questions, seek clarification and help build relationships that are either impractical or more time consuming using text/email.
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It is like to be fair.

One of my mates sends voice notes. Seems to be a popular choice among young folk.

Find that a bit weird, though suppose you can deal with such things at a convenient time but it's hardly a conversation that flows
 
chelt_mackem said:
One that I noticed this evening, people at a level crossing who not only don't switch off their engines, but sit with their foot on the brake pedal for the entire time they're waiting. Probably also have the clutch down the whole time too.
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Could be an auto? Still nee excuse, like...
 
chelt_mackem said:
One that I noticed this evening, people at a level crossing who not only don't switch off their engines, but sit with their foot on the brake pedal for the entire time they're waiting. Probably also have the clutch down the whole time too.
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I don’t like that either. At the top of Sunderland Road on the other side of the golf course in Fulwell I take my foot off the clutch pedal a bit and with a teeny bit of a rev from the engine hold the car without the need to use the brake.
 
Every time I get in my car there’s an alert on the infotainment screen. I’m the kind of person who responds to alerts in my vehicle. So I press the little blue alert in number on the touch screen. It’s invariably a number 1. Cos there’s invariably only 1 alert. And every single time it says “internet is currently unavailable”. And I press OK. I don’t want internet anyway. I don’t know why my car is set up to tell me this. But I have to clear it from the screen by clicking it. Every. Single. Time. I. Start. The. Car.

Same goes for the privacy settings. It tells me every time I get in the car what my privacy settings are. And it demands I acknowledge it and say ‘OK’. I don’t even understand why I need privacy settings. I went into the system to change them. To see if changing the them would somehow result in the car not insisting on telling me what they are. I tried every option. The fucker insisted on telling me what they were regardless.

I reminisce about the times when driving a car didn’t resemble operating an irritating iPad.
 
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AmblerThorn said:
It is like to be fair.

One of my mates sends voice notes. Seems to be a popular choice among young folk.

Find that a bit weird, though suppose you can deal with such things at a convenient time but it's hardly a conversation that flows
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I only found out you could send voice notes last week on Whatsapp, then one of the lads showed me you could also send a video message on there too by pressing the camera button a little longer. Mind was blown by that one, not that I intend to use either function but still wow.
 
Had a mate - ditched him cos he turned out to be one of those snides that got sour whenever anything good happened to me - who'd send long, rambling voice messages that went naewhere. Eventually I'd just listen to first two seconds so it made the message blue as if I'd heard the lot.

When you're doing that, just stop talking to folk. Ends up being a job.
 
Big Jeff said:
Why do they do it? I’ve never noticed this phenomenon.
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So when they are put onto supermarket shelves they have to go in the Heinz cardboard tray which is of course Heinz branded and makes then stand out from other products on the shelves = free advertising
S.S.R.. said:
Had a mate - ditched him cos he turned out to be one of those snides that got sour whenever anything good happened to me - who'd send long, rambling voice messages that went naewhere. Eventually I'd just listen to first two seconds so it made the message blue as if I'd heard the lot.

When you're doing that, just stop talking to folk. Ends up being a job.
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Add to this the way kids text (my daughter does it too) where messages come in stages rather than all in one message
 
BiG said:
Every time I get in my car there’s an alert on the infotainment screen. I’m the kind of person who responds to alerts in my vehicle. So I press the little blue alert in number on the touch screen. It’s invariably a number 1. Cos there’s invariably only 1 alert. And every single time it says “internet is currently unavailable”. And I press OK. I don’t want internet anyway. I don’t know why my car is set up to tell me this. But I have to clear it from the screen by clicking it. Every. Single. Time. I. Start. The. Car.

Same goes for the privacy settings. It tells me every time I get in the car what my privacy settings are. And it demands I acknowledge it and say ‘OK’. I don’t even understand why I need privacy settings. I went into the system to change them. To see if changing the them would somehow result in the car not insisting on telling me what they are. I tried every option. The fucker insisted on telling me what they were regardless.

I reminisce about the times when driving a car didn’t resemble operating an irritating iPad.
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Fuck me dead, what car do you drive, a Ford Conspiracy?
 
S.S.R.. said:
Had a mate - ditched him cos he turned out to be one of those snides that got sour whenever anything good happened to me - who'd send long, rambling voice messages that went naewhere. Eventually I'd just listen to first two seconds so it made the message blue as if I'd heard the lot.

When you're doing that, just stop talking to folk. Ends up being a job.
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Jesus Christ on a pedalo, who has 'mates' like this? He left messages having a pop at you when things were going well? Blimey!

The only mate I've ever cut ties with was a fat bastard who called me a kerrnnt because I took exception to his Brexiteering with some gentle mockery. Asked to wind his neck in, he called me a kerrnt again which lead me to three possible solutions.

1. I am indeed, a kerrnnt.
2. He is just a small minded sweaty fuckwit who I'd be better off not bothering with.
3. Both of the above.
 
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