One single thing that makes you think "knob" Vol 2
Discussion
Blown2CV said:
richard300 said:
It's the 'new term'- "I'll ping you an e-mail" that a number of people i do business with have adopted - that really makes me wince.
Send me an e-mail. E-mail me. But dont 'ping' me an e-mail....
Not new. That's been annoying me for years. Send me an e-mail. E-mail me. But dont 'ping' me an e-mail....
Maybe then they'd realise how daft the phrase sounds?
Blown2CV said:
richard300 said:
It's the 'new term'- "I'll ping you an e-mail" that a number of people i do business with have adopted - that really makes me wince.
Send me an e-mail. E-mail me. But dont 'ping' me an e-mail....
Not new. That's been annoying me for years. Send me an e-mail. E-mail me. But dont 'ping' me an e-mail....
graphene said:
I'm undecided about affirming the 'knob' status of the speakers, but I have heard "touch base" twice in the last two weeks. I thought its use had subsided around 4-5 years ago? Glad they were phonecalls so they could not see my wince.
This is a retro-knob. A contemporary knob would say something about "having facetime".
The problem is seems to be that computer use (and many new devices) seems to generate its own Yuckspeak
in the same way that cockneys developed rhyming slang as a way of trying make ordinary communication seem complicated and exclusive.
Aviation can be typical example. One American air force officer was quoted as saying, I then suffered a total power system degradation = The engine stopped!
The medical profession have been doing this for years, using long and complicated (often in latin) descriptions for a medical condition. One that made me laugh was the Joey bloke in friends who had been playing a part as a doctor in TV medical series, while in a restuarant stopped a man from choking on his dinner. When his girlfriend told how good what he had done was, he replied `Oh it was nothing, just a simple throatoidal blockulism!
in the same way that cockneys developed rhyming slang as a way of trying make ordinary communication seem complicated and exclusive.
Aviation can be typical example. One American air force officer was quoted as saying, I then suffered a total power system degradation = The engine stopped!
The medical profession have been doing this for years, using long and complicated (often in latin) descriptions for a medical condition. One that made me laugh was the Joey bloke in friends who had been playing a part as a doctor in TV medical series, while in a restuarant stopped a man from choking on his dinner. When his girlfriend told how good what he had done was, he replied `Oh it was nothing, just a simple throatoidal blockulism!
As seen from the driver's cab of a 50 year old double-decker bus approaching a stop.
The gentleman is in the process of lying flat in the road!
Also available on video:
http://youtu.be/8dkIvd78yvg
Keep your volume control low - engine is loud !
Edited by Cliftonite on Tuesday 15th April 13:26
Cliftonite said:
As seen from the driver's cab of a 50 year old double-decker bus approaching a stop.
The gentleman is in the process of lying flat in the road!
Also available on video:
http://youtu.be/8dkIvd78yvg
Keep your volume control low - engine is loud !
Edited by Cliftonite on Tuesday 15th April 13:26
Black '10 plate Astra VXR. Driver definitively IS a knob.
Approaching a solo crewed bin wagon this morning, I couldn't pass immediately, initially because of an oncoming van, and then because I decided I wanted to allow the driver to cross the road to collect the bins. In order to ensure I could see more of the road, to make a SAFE overtake when possible, I held back from the rear of the truck.
Now, as soon as the driver had crossed, another vehicle hove into view around the bend ahead, so rather than force a head to head (I could have got around the truck, but not without forcing the oncoming car to slow) I again waited. Not the Astra driver, though. No sirreee, Bob! He aggressively accelerated around me, and went for a pass on the stationary bin wagon too. Only the oncoming driver either didn't see the idiot behind me, or just defended his 'right of way' (correctly = 'priority'). Result? After his tyre scrabbling launch around me, a tyre smoking stop and a dive into the space ahead of me by *Astraman! were needed to avoid a head-on collision.
Serious point? Ten whole f
king seconds were all it needed. Just fking wait you fking cock. You risked your own safety, and the safety of the bin man and the oncoming driver in order to shave just TEN FKING SECONDS off your journey.
I made my decisions based entirely upon road safety, and courtesy to other drivers. I didn't want to wait behind the truck at all, but it was the most sensible option at that particular moment, given the situation and the road layout. (As proved by your near miss, you twunt). Your decision seemed to be entirely based on the premise of "Me First! Me First!" and the fact that you probably leave it until the last minute to get in the car every day. Get up earlier, chill the fk out, and play nice. There was absolutely no need for that sort of halfwittery.
Yet another driver who I can add to the list entitled "Drivers who are definitely NOT the Stig".
*Astraman! - potential for a new superhero there?
Basic premise to be: A provincial commuter belt town is in dire peril, traffic is snarled up, there are single vehicle queues being delayed for
tens!!! of seconds behind stationary vehicles (that provide an essential service) sent out once a week by the evil loacl authority to deliberately cause traffic chaos. A hero is needed! Who will save us from a fate worse than 20 seconds of our lives we'll never get back?
A searchlight throws a beam of light into the night sky, and casts the image of a Griffin onto low cloud. Deep in the bowels of an anonymous semi-detached house, Alfred (the lodger, in the downstairs spare room, surfing the internet in his underpants) is alerted, and rushes upstairs to wake his landlord, who leaps into a high-vis jacket and rigger boots on his way to the 'VXR mobile'. There's no time to lose! Rushing through suburban streets lined with rows of twee bungalows, he's involved in death-defying driving stunts, and near misses with innocent parties on his way to the 'scene of the crime'. Will he avoid causing an accident on his way to work? Will he get to work on time? Can he save the day....?
Tune in next week, for the next exciting installment of '*Astraman!'.....
"*Astraman!" is a copyright and registered trademark of 'yellowjack productions Ltd'
First published in Great Britain in 2014 by yellowjack, in association with PistonHeads, and Haymarket Media Ltd.
'yellowjack' has asserted his right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work.
This is a work of fiction, and except in the case of historical fact, any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is (possibly not) purely coincidental.
I was thinking I could start off with a relatively low budget TV series that will earn me a fortune in repeat fees for the next forty years, before turning it into a Hollywood blockbuster movie franchise, with varying degrees of critical acclaim and box office success. Thoughts, anyone?
Approaching a solo crewed bin wagon this morning, I couldn't pass immediately, initially because of an oncoming van, and then because I decided I wanted to allow the driver to cross the road to collect the bins. In order to ensure I could see more of the road, to make a SAFE overtake when possible, I held back from the rear of the truck.
Now, as soon as the driver had crossed, another vehicle hove into view around the bend ahead, so rather than force a head to head (I could have got around the truck, but not without forcing the oncoming car to slow) I again waited. Not the Astra driver, though. No sirreee, Bob! He aggressively accelerated around me, and went for a pass on the stationary bin wagon too. Only the oncoming driver either didn't see the idiot behind me, or just defended his 'right of way' (correctly = 'priority'). Result? After his tyre scrabbling launch around me, a tyre smoking stop and a dive into the space ahead of me by *Astraman! were needed to avoid a head-on collision.
Serious point? Ten whole f
king seconds were all it needed. Just fking wait you fking cock. You risked your own safety, and the safety of the bin man and the oncoming driver in order to shave just TEN FKING SECONDS off your journey.I made my decisions based entirely upon road safety, and courtesy to other drivers. I didn't want to wait behind the truck at all, but it was the most sensible option at that particular moment, given the situation and the road layout. (As proved by your near miss, you twunt). Your decision seemed to be entirely based on the premise of "Me First! Me First!" and the fact that you probably leave it until the last minute to get in the car every day. Get up earlier, chill the f
k out, and play nice. There was absolutely no need for that sort of halfwittery.Yet another driver who I can add to the list entitled "Drivers who are definitely NOT the Stig".
*Astraman! - potential for a new superhero there?
Basic premise to be: A provincial commuter belt town is in dire peril, traffic is snarled up, there are single vehicle queues being delayed for
tens!!! of seconds behind stationary vehicles (that provide an essential service) sent out once a week by the evil loacl authority to deliberately cause traffic chaos. A hero is needed! Who will save us from a fate worse than 20 seconds of our lives we'll never get back?A searchlight throws a beam of light into the night sky, and casts the image of a Griffin onto low cloud. Deep in the bowels of an anonymous semi-detached house, Alfred (the lodger, in the downstairs spare room, surfing the internet in his underpants) is alerted, and rushes upstairs to wake his landlord, who leaps into a high-vis jacket and rigger boots on his way to the 'VXR mobile'. There's no time to lose! Rushing through suburban streets lined with rows of twee bungalows, he's involved in death-defying driving stunts, and near misses with innocent parties on his way to the 'scene of the crime'. Will he avoid causing an accident on his way to work? Will he get to work on time? Can he save the day....?
Tune in next week, for the next exciting installment of '*Astraman!'.....
"*Astraman!" is a copyright and registered trademark of 'yellowjack productions Ltd'
First published in Great Britain in 2014 by yellowjack, in association with PistonHeads, and Haymarket Media Ltd.
'yellowjack' has asserted his right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work.
This is a work of fiction, and except in the case of historical fact, any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is (possibly not) purely coincidental.
I was thinking I could start off with a relatively low budget TV series that will earn me a fortune in repeat fees for the next forty years, before turning it into a Hollywood blockbuster movie franchise, with varying degrees of critical acclaim and box office success. Thoughts, anyone?
Me this morning for trying to follow a very well looked after, obviously lowered Octavia VRS round a bend at massive speed whilst driving my slightly soggy 2008 diesel XF on winter tyres. Silly boy 
Maybe this should go in two threads because ESP definitely helped once my judgement and lack of talent were shown up for being crap...
Maybe this should go in two threads because ESP definitely helped once my judgement and lack of talent were shown up for being crap...
Cliftonite said:
As seen from the driver's cab of a 50 year old double-decker bus approaching a stop.
The gentleman is in the process of lying flat in the road!
Also available on video:
http://youtu.be/8dkIvd78yvg
Keep your volume control low - engine is loud !
Edited by Cliftonite on Tuesday 15th April 13:26
Cliftonite said:
As seen from the driver's cab of a 50 year old double-decker bus approaching a stop.
The gentleman is in the process of lying flat in the road!
Also available on video:
http://youtu.be/8dkIvd78yvg
Keep your volume control low - engine is loud !
Edited by Cliftonite on Tuesday 15th April 13:26
The cock in the Shearings coach on the A64 last night who decided to turn a 1 mile queue into a two mile queue by blocking the outside lane.
If he wanted to have the right to control traffic he should have joined the police rather than be a bus driver.
The dashcam footage was emailed to the police last night, hopefully they'll stick him on for Careless Driving.
If he wanted to have the right to control traffic he should have joined the police rather than be a bus driver.
The dashcam footage was emailed to the police last night, hopefully they'll stick him on for Careless Driving.
markmullen said:
The cock in the Shearings coach on the A64 last night who decided to turn a 1 mile queue into a two mile queue by blocking the outside lane.
If he wanted to have the right to control traffic he should have joined the police rather than be a bus driver.
The dashcam footage was emailed to the police last night, hopefully they'll stick him on for Careless Driving.
Abso-bloody-lutely. I wasn't there but that SARP behaviour winds me right up. If he wanted to have the right to control traffic he should have joined the police rather than be a bus driver.
The dashcam footage was emailed to the police last night, hopefully they'll stick him on for Careless Driving.
Although I reckon the chances of Plod doing anything are minimal, because nobody was hurt, and the slower the better, right kids? Doesn't make it any less
though. Maybe send it to his employer instead, copied to the local rag.OpulentBob said:
markmullen said:
The cock in the Shearings coach on the A64 last night who decided to turn a 1 mile queue into a two mile queue by blocking the outside lane.
If he wanted to have the right to control traffic he should have joined the police rather than be a bus driver.
The dashcam footage was emailed to the police last night, hopefully they'll stick him on for Careless Driving.
Abso-bloody-lutely. I wasn't there but that SARP behaviour winds me right up. If he wanted to have the right to control traffic he should have joined the police rather than be a bus driver.
The dashcam footage was emailed to the police last night, hopefully they'll stick him on for Careless Driving.
Although I reckon the chances of Plod doing anything are minimal, because nobody was hurt, and the slower the better, right kids? Doesn't make it any less
though. Maybe send it to his employer instead, copied to the local rag.If the traffic planners, with their years of experience and information on gradients, road use and visibilit had wanted traffic to merge into a slow moving single lane 1600 meters early, they would have moved the merger point 1600 meters back.
Yep, deal with the rolling roadblockers every night driving home from work. What we need is a flurry of media attention about tickets being issued for not respecting the 'merge-in-turn' zip and that'll sort it out.
It'll have just the same impact as the recent MLM campaign but hey, why go after the inconsiderate knobs when it's easier to get speeding convictions or use of mobile phone while driving. Either way, you need no proof.
It'll have just the same impact as the recent MLM campaign but hey, why go after the inconsiderate knobs when it's easier to get speeding convictions or use of mobile phone while driving. Either way, you need no proof.
Hol said:
There are more of them out there who cannot read road signs though.
If the traffic planners, with their years of experience and information on gradients, road use and visibilit had wanted traffic to merge into a slow moving single lane 1600 meters early, they would have moved the merger point 1600 meters back.
This is entirely correct, forgive my sarcasm in my last post. If the traffic planners, with their years of experience and information on gradients, road use and visibilit had wanted traffic to merge into a slow moving single lane 1600 meters early, they would have moved the merger point 1600 meters back.
It's what I do, and it's the same poiint I've made on here time and time again. The merge point is where it is for a good reason.
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