Things that annoy you beyond reason...(Vol 4)
Discussion
MartG said:
Conspiracy nuts
Today's specific targets being ones that can't comprehend that a 140 tonne 767 doing 450mph hitting a building is going to do way more damage than a 15 tonne B-25 doing 230mph ( World Trade Centre v Empire State )
If took off from a conveyor it would surely cause more damage?Today's specific targets being ones that can't comprehend that a 140 tonne 767 doing 450mph hitting a building is going to do way more damage than a 15 tonne B-25 doing 230mph ( World Trade Centre v Empire State )
227bhp said:
Getting pins and needles in my legs after sitting on the loo too long and not being able to walk properly.
Ha! I can remember waiting for the post, on the bog for too long. Doorbell goes, wipe and go and run down the stairs, forgetting my legs are dead. I fall straight to the floor 
. Have to admit I do love pins and needles though.
FourWheelDrift said:
For me it's waking up in the night with a dead arm because it's been above my head for hours. Arm feels like there's no bone left in it and it's turned to rubber.
I've lost count of the number of times over the decades that I have woken in the night in a panic, convinced that this time I really have broken / dislocated my arm. But once I'm fully awake and compos mentis I calm down and realise that, no, it's just gone to sleep yet again. 
ClockworkCupcake said:
FourWheelDrift said:
For me it's waking up in the night with a dead arm because it's been above my head for hours. Arm feels like there's no bone left in it and it's turned to rubber.
I've lost count of the number of times over the decades that I have woken in the night in a panic, convinced that this time I really have broken / dislocated my arm. But once I'm fully awake and compos mentis I calm down and realise that, no, it's just gone to sleep yet again. So much for the old joke about lying on your arm until it goes to sleep and having a w
k and it feels like someone else is doing it. Not much bloody use if you've go not control over the arm!Halmyre said:
So much for the old joke about lying on your arm until it goes to sleep and having a wk and it feels like someone else is doing it. Not much bloody use if you've go not control over the arm!
Given it's dead wouldn't that be some kind of masturbatory necrophilia?k and it feels like someone else is doing it. Not much bloody use if you've go not control over the arm!I'd always assumed having dead arms in the night meant i'd put on a bit too much weight on and squashed it.
Halmyre said:
I've had that (but not for a while); arm so dead that I can't move it, either it's lying on top of me or I'm lying on top of it and can't summon up the leverage to free it.
So much for the old joke about lying on your arm until it goes to sleep and having a wk and it feels like someone else is doing it. Not much bloody use if you've go not control over the arm!
Yes - exactly the same with me. Likewise it has been a while since it last happened, but it has happened many times in the past. So much for the old joke about lying on your arm until it goes to sleep and having a w
k and it feels like someone else is doing it. Not much bloody use if you've go not control over the arm!Ki3r said:
227bhp said:
Getting pins and needles in my legs after sitting on the loo too long and not being able to walk properly.
Ha! I can remember waiting for the post, on the bog for too long. Doorbell goes, wipe and go and run down the stairs, forgetting my legs are dead. I fall straight to the floor . Have to admit I do love pins and needles though.
The office (half) wit who makes some snidey comment every day when you leave work at 3:30, having been in since 7am - "Taking a half day are you" or something along those lines - yet the one time you make a similar comment about them rolling in at 10 every day and they complain to your manager about harrasment
Has anyone described yet the most stupid development to appear on British roads since the man with the red flag got run over?
I'm talking about the bastardised Pelican Crossings.
The normal variant is a fine piece of urban technology, generally helping the young, old, infirm and just plain thick to do the chicken trick without getting flattened. Pisses off all other road users who want to go through it, but Hey! it mostly works, does the humble Pelican.
No - someone somewhere decided that wasn't good enough.
Have you been to a new town and - as a pedantic perambulating pedestrian - gaily hit the button on the box as you arrive kerbside only to look up and across the street to identify the little red, prohibitory but comforting man and spot where the more dynamic green man should shortly appear........ only....
to fking well find that THERE AREN'T ANY SODDING fkING ING LIGHTS WHERE YOU EXPECT TO SEE THEM. Rather some idiot put them behind where you're standing and you have no idea what's what - especially when you commence your strides across said street ....
I'm talking about the bastardised Pelican Crossings.
The normal variant is a fine piece of urban technology, generally helping the young, old, infirm and just plain thick to do the chicken trick without getting flattened. Pisses off all other road users who want to go through it, but Hey! it mostly works, does the humble Pelican.
No - someone somewhere decided that wasn't good enough.
Have you been to a new town and - as a pedantic perambulating pedestrian - gaily hit the button on the box as you arrive kerbside only to look up and across the street to identify the little red, prohibitory but comforting man and spot where the more dynamic green man should shortly appear........ only....
to fking well find that THERE AREN'T ANY SODDING fkING ING LIGHTS WHERE YOU EXPECT TO SEE THEM. Rather some idiot put them behind where you're standing and you have no idea what's what - especially when you commence your strides across said street .... K12beano said:
Has anyone described yet the most stupid development to appear on British roads since the man with the red flag got run over?
I'm talking about the bastardised Pelican Crossings.
The normal variant is a fine piece of urban technology, generally helping the young, old, infirm and just plain thick to do the chicken trick without getting flattened. Pisses off all other road users who want to go through it, but Hey! it mostly works, does the humble Pelican.
No - someone somewhere decided that wasn't good enough.
Have you been to a new town and - as a pedantic perambulating pedestrian - gaily hit the button on the box as you arrive kerbside only to look up and across the street to identify the little red, prohibitory but comforting man and spot where the more dynamic green man should shortly appear........ only.... to fking well find that THERE AREN'T ANY SODDING fkING ING LIGHTS WHERE YOU EXPECT TO SEE THEM. Rather some idiot put them behind where you're standing and you have no idea what's what - especially when you commence your strides across said street ....
They're designed to make you look towards the oncoming traffic.I'm talking about the bastardised Pelican Crossings.
The normal variant is a fine piece of urban technology, generally helping the young, old, infirm and just plain thick to do the chicken trick without getting flattened. Pisses off all other road users who want to go through it, but Hey! it mostly works, does the humble Pelican.
No - someone somewhere decided that wasn't good enough.
Have you been to a new town and - as a pedantic perambulating pedestrian - gaily hit the button on the box as you arrive kerbside only to look up and across the street to identify the little red, prohibitory but comforting man and spot where the more dynamic green man should shortly appear........ only....
to fking well find that THERE AREN'T ANY SODDING fkING ING LIGHTS WHERE YOU EXPECT TO SEE THEM. Rather some idiot put them behind where you're standing and you have no idea what's what - especially when you commence your strides across said street .... 
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jamoor said:
K12beano said:
Has anyone described yet the most stupid development to appear on British roads since the man with the red flag got run over?
I'm talking about the bastardised Pelican Crossings.
The normal variant is a fine piece of urban technology, generally helping the young, old, infirm and just plain thick to do the chicken trick without getting flattened. Pisses off all other road users who want to go through it, but Hey! it mostly works, does the humble Pelican.
No - someone somewhere decided that wasn't good enough.
Have you been to a new town and - as a pedantic perambulating pedestrian - gaily hit the button on the box as you arrive kerbside only to look up and across the street to identify the little red, prohibitory but comforting man and spot where the more dynamic green man should shortly appear........ only.... to fking well find that THERE AREN'T ANY SODDING fkING ING LIGHTS WHERE YOU EXPECT TO SEE THEM. Rather some idiot put them behind where you're standing and you have no idea what's what - especially when you commence your strides across said street ....
They're designed to make you look towards the oncoming traffic.I'm talking about the bastardised Pelican Crossings.
The normal variant is a fine piece of urban technology, generally helping the young, old, infirm and just plain thick to do the chicken trick without getting flattened. Pisses off all other road users who want to go through it, but Hey! it mostly works, does the humble Pelican.
No - someone somewhere decided that wasn't good enough.
Have you been to a new town and - as a pedantic perambulating pedestrian - gaily hit the button on the box as you arrive kerbside only to look up and across the street to identify the little red, prohibitory but comforting man and spot where the more dynamic green man should shortly appear........ only....
to fking well find that THERE AREN'T ANY SODDING fkING ING LIGHTS WHERE YOU EXPECT TO SEE THEM. Rather some idiot put them behind where you're standing and you have no idea what's what - especially when you commence your strides across said street .... They really are poorly designed.
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