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Holding loud conversations on your mobile phone in public places such as the supermarket, instead of saying "I'm in the supermarket, I'll call you later". Especially when the conversation is usually inane drivel or trivial gossip. I can do without hearing one half of a conversation about Stacey getting pd on Saturday night, or how she has split up with her boyfriend again, whilst trying to do my shopping. Invariably you will bump into this person no matter what aisle you choose to go down.
Edited by ch108 on Sunday 20th September 19:05
Road2Ruin said:
Chewing with your mouth open.
Using your fork like a shovel.
Swearing at a woman.
The first two, definitely council. The third, I'm not so sure. Using your fork like a shovel.
Swearing at a woman.
Frustration at wives and daughters transcends council-ness and makes all men equal.
Now, I wouldn't necessarily swear at them, at least not so any one else could hear, but I can sometimes have some sympathy with those that do.
TedMaul said:
Bullett said:
I think a £1.8m win for someone on minimum wage or even average salary would be quite hard to hide. Suddenly moving to a bigger house, flash cars, exotic holidays and stupid fountains. Unless they do what they get criticised for in the "it won't change me" and stay living in their 3 bed semi with a 5 year old Mondeo on the drive and keep working (but with a million quid in the bank).
No one on PH would have course have this problem all living in mansions already so just clearing the mortgage and a slightly better holiday and better schools for the kids will take care of the money.
I worked out I'd need about 2.2m in the bank to sustain my current lifestyle without actually having to work. I would fake early retirement and be perfectly content without changing anything tbh. Apart from a track day car as a retirement present. Would find a method of helping out those I know in most need, it can't be that hard I wouldn't have thought.No one on PH would have course have this problem all living in mansions already so just clearing the mortgage and a slightly better holiday and better schools for the kids will take care of the money.
WD39 said:
BrabusMog said:
MajorProblem said:
Yankee Candles.
+ buying said candles because someone special is coming round (drug dealer, rehab worker etc) then selling them on after you've used it.
Are they council??! My missus spends a small fortune on them, I wouldn't pay the money myself but they do make the place smell nice. Especially the little cookie sized ones you melt into a liquid, they can really make the whole room smell classy.+ buying said candles because someone special is coming round (drug dealer, rehab worker etc) then selling them on after you've used it.
ch108 said:
Holding loud conversations on your mobile phone in public places such as the supermarket, instead of saying "I'm in the supermarket, I'll call you later". Especially when the conversation is usually inane drivel or trivial gossip. I can do without hearing one half of a conversation about Stacey getting pd on Saturday night, or how she has split up with her boyfriend again, whilst trying to do my shopping. Invariably you will bump into this person no matter what aisle you choose to go down.
This! Edited by ch108 on Sunday 20th September 19:05
Went to my local shop yesterday evening. Quiet Oxfordshire village, just getting dark, lovely evening, spoiled by a guy stood outside the shop having a louder than reasonable conversation about football with his father, phone set to speaker, so you got to hear both sides.
I imidiatly thought of this thread.
HOGEPH said:
Standing 10 minutes in a queue for a KFC, when there are at least 10 other choices in the food court.
Alternatively, standing 10 minutes in the queue for a £1.50 hot dog and coke at Costco.
Tailbacks as a Burger King opens and becomes the no 1 local attraction.Alternatively, standing 10 minutes in the queue for a £1.50 hot dog and coke at Costco.
http://cannockpost.co.uk/news/cannock-burger-king-...
Liokault said:
ch108 said:
Holding loud conversations on your mobile phone in public places such as the supermarket, instead of saying "I'm in the supermarket, I'll call you later". Especially when the conversation is usually inane drivel or trivial gossip. I can do without hearing one half of a conversation about Stacey getting pd on Saturday night, or how she has split up with her boyfriend again, whilst trying to do my shopping. Invariably you will bump into this person no matter what aisle you choose to go down.
This! Edited by ch108 on Sunday 20th September 19:05
Went to my local shop yesterday evening. Quiet Oxfordshire village, just getting dark, lovely evening, spoiled by a guy stood outside the shop having a louder than reasonable conversation about football with his father, phone set to speaker, so you got to hear both sides.
I imidiatly thought of this thread.
My step-grandfather died a few days ago. Prior to his death (alcohol abuse resulting in multi-organ failure), he was suffering with water retention in the legs leading to bleeding,boils etc that needed fresh bandages each day. These things were pretty manky, the once fresh white bandages were now drenched rags of a browny-orange and yellow colour.
Yesterday we were clearing out the old bandage waste bags for the weekly NHS collection and left them in a bag at the front of the house (bags clearly had warning signs on!). A few minutes later we noticed they had gone but hadn't seen a truck come past and so I went out to the road to see where they were.
Pulling a trolley full of clothing bags down the pavement was a rough looking troll-like woman (beady eyes, baby hands, obese with face-lifting pulled back hair). I asked if she had mistakingly picked up the bag from outside our houses and she replied with a tirade of abuse asking what I was going to do about it
Not wanting to end up in a fight I left her to it and just phoned the contact at NHS collections to let them know her description and that the bag had been taken
Yesterday we were clearing out the old bandage waste bags for the weekly NHS collection and left them in a bag at the front of the house (bags clearly had warning signs on!). A few minutes later we noticed they had gone but hadn't seen a truck come past and so I went out to the road to see where they were.
Pulling a trolley full of clothing bags down the pavement was a rough looking troll-like woman (beady eyes, baby hands, obese with face-lifting pulled back hair). I asked if she had mistakingly picked up the bag from outside our houses and she replied with a tirade of abuse asking what I was going to do about it
Not wanting to end up in a fight I left her to it and just phoned the contact at NHS collections to let them know her description and that the bag had been taken
The Crack Fox said:
I know we've had dogs, but - dogs. Particularly jumpy ones with council owners who say "'e won't bite, 'e only wants to say 'ello". fk off, unless your dog can actually talk. I don't want your mucky animal all over me.
They don't train them when they're puppies. It wouldn't even occur to them that this would be a good idea. It's the dependency culture - it's the Government's job to train the puppy.Crush said:
My step-grandfather died a few days ago. Prior to his death (alcohol abuse resulting in multi-organ failure), he was suffering with water retention in the legs leading to bleeding,boils etc that needed fresh bandages each day. These things were pretty manky, the once fresh white bandages were now drenched rags of a browny-orange and yellow colour.
Yesterday we were clearing out the old bandage waste bags for the weekly NHS collection and left them in a bag at the front of the house (bags clearly had warning signs on!). A few minutes later we noticed they had gone but hadn't seen a truck come past and so I went out to the road to see where they were.
Pulling a trolley full of clothing bags down the pavement was a rough looking troll-like woman (beady eyes, baby hands, obese with face-lifting pulled back hair). I asked if she had mistakingly picked up the bag from outside our houses and she replied with a tirade of abuse asking what I was going to do about it
Not wanting to end up in a fight I left her to it and just phoned the contact at NHS collections to let them know her description and that the bag had been taken
Should have just said "enjoy your gammy bandages"Yesterday we were clearing out the old bandage waste bags for the weekly NHS collection and left them in a bag at the front of the house (bags clearly had warning signs on!). A few minutes later we noticed they had gone but hadn't seen a truck come past and so I went out to the road to see where they were.
Pulling a trolley full of clothing bags down the pavement was a rough looking troll-like woman (beady eyes, baby hands, obese with face-lifting pulled back hair). I asked if she had mistakingly picked up the bag from outside our houses and she replied with a tirade of abuse asking what I was going to do about it
Not wanting to end up in a fight I left her to it and just phoned the contact at NHS collections to let them know her description and that the bag had been taken
TheEnd said:
Tailbacks as a Burger King opens and becomes the no 1 local attraction.
http://cannockpost.co.uk/news/cannock-burger-king-...
“Fast food? I waited about two hours. It’s an utter shambles”http://cannockpost.co.uk/news/cannock-burger-king-...
He waited two hours for a burger
Liokault said:
ch108 said:
Holding loud conversations on your mobile phone in public places such as the supermarket, instead of saying "I'm in the supermarket, I'll call you later". Especially when the conversation is usually inane drivel or trivial gossip. I can do without hearing one half of a conversation about Stacey getting pd on Saturday night, or how she has split up with her boyfriend again, whilst trying to do my shopping. Invariably you will bump into this person no matter what aisle you choose to go down.
This! Edited by ch108 on Sunday 20th September 19:05
Went to my local shop yesterday evening. Quiet Oxfordshire village, just getting dark, lovely evening, spoiled by a guy stood outside the shop having a louder than reasonable conversation about football with his father, phone set to speaker, so you got to hear both sides.
I imidiatly thought of this thread.
I saw her for the first time in months on Saturday walking along the Thames path in Reading .... phone on speaker, inane convo in progress.
Proper caaaahncil scutbucket
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