Things that annoy you beyond reason...(Vol 4)
Discussion
DavieW said:
Brother D said:
People that take photos on their phone with a dirty greasy lens.
You absolute bast*rds. It take 0.5 secs just to clean it on a bit of clothing.
Who are you??
People that take photos and video clips in portrait instead of landscape orientation.You absolute bast*rds. It take 0.5 secs just to clean it on a bit of clothing.
Who are you??
And, I have to admit, I often take video in portrait. Mostly when it's of the kids and portrait means I get full frame of them, rather than landscape where I get loads of stuff in frame to the right and left of them that I don't want to see.
V8mate said:
DRFC1879 said:
I too am somewhat flummoxed by the "round number" fuel brigade. I guess it's more prevalent amongst older drivers as a habit from a time when cash was used much more frequently.
It's about Clubcard/Nectar card/whatever points efficiency 
psi310398 said:
Hackney said:
This. It's why I hate people in Britain. I hesitate to say British people. It does seem unique to our shores.
Whenever I've holidayed in France (snowboarding resorts) there are huge, sunken recycling tanks which are emptied regularly, but as Yellowjack says, the same thing in the UK would be contaminated by c**ts who do c**tish things.
Interesting. Whenever I've holidayed in France (snowboarding resorts) there are huge, sunken recycling tanks which are emptied regularly, but as Yellowjack says, the same thing in the UK would be contaminated by c**ts who do c**tish things.
Edited by Hackney on Sunday 10th September 07:13
I live half in the UK and half in Italy and spend a fair amount of time in France. My impression is, recycling and rubbish apart, that people in the UK are generally less selfish and more communally-minded than in the places I frequent on the continent - holding doors, letting pedestrians cross, letting in traffic from side streets etc.
But the fly-tipping/general discourtesy regarding rubbish is worse in the UK. Maybe precisely because many of our councils are so poor at organising it (I use the term loosely)? If there were proper facilities, properly organised at proper volumes on a neighbourhood basis, things might work better.
I now live in the borough of Camden and the arrangements there seem to work well. Prior to Camden, I lived in Islington for twenty years where the communal provision was poor and the work to organise recycling/rubbish pushed onto the individual with no real supporting infrastructure. Yes we were constantly lectured about petty rules (including being regularly doorstepped by some really sanctimonious tw*ts paid for by the Council) for recycling/ rubbish collection.
It was inevitable that we would then discover from a local paper FOI request that they had been mixing it all up again and shipping it undifferentiated to the Third World. In those circumstances, why would anybody take the trouble to do things properly?
It'd help if there was a common policy between London boroughs never mind across the country.
And some kind of allowance for terraced houses, as many in London are, that you don't want to wheel a bin or bins through the whole fecking house every week.
Thicko parents at zoos, clearly trying to make their children turn out as thick as they are...
"Ooooh! Look Oscar - a mummy and her babies!"
Errrrrm? No actually, you stupid Doris. That is an adult Oryx and a group of adult Dorcas Gazelle. Clearly a completely different species, if you would only believe the evidence provided by your own eyes...
"Look at this Darcey - a baby frog!"
Errrrm? Really? That's just a small frog. If it were a 'baby frog' it would be a tadpole, FFS!
And for Christ's sake, just play it straight with kids when it comes to them witnessing a Fossa tearing the front limbs off a rabbit carcass that's been hung in a tree. And some of the ignorant morons were correcting their kids when the kids had a better idea of the facts than the parents. Hell's teeth, man. Admit that your son is more informed about the exhibits than you are, and allow the child to educate YOU.
"Ooooh! Look Oscar - a mummy and her babies!"
Errrrrm? No actually, you stupid Doris. That is an adult Oryx and a group of adult Dorcas Gazelle. Clearly a completely different species, if you would only believe the evidence provided by your own eyes...
"Look at this Darcey - a baby frog!"
Errrrm? Really? That's just a small frog. If it were a 'baby frog' it would be a tadpole, FFS!
And for Christ's sake, just play it straight with kids when it comes to them witnessing a Fossa tearing the front limbs off a rabbit carcass that's been hung in a tree. And some of the ignorant morons were correcting their kids when the kids had a better idea of the facts than the parents. Hell's teeth, man. Admit that your son is more informed about the exhibits than you are, and allow the child to educate YOU.
I've recently seen a lot of this going on:
When writing colloquially e.g. on social media you may from time to time wish to emphasise a word that you would elongate in spoken conversation. For example; somebody posts a picture of a beautifully restored classic motor and your reaction may be to say that it's nice. When speaking you may elongate that sound and wold represent it in writing thus: "Niiice" or "Ni-ce". All fine so far; you get what's happening there.
Young people (grr...) seem to have changed this convention somewhat and would now right "Niceeee" which I can't help reading as it's written and is rather irritating.
When writing colloquially e.g. on social media you may from time to time wish to emphasise a word that you would elongate in spoken conversation. For example; somebody posts a picture of a beautifully restored classic motor and your reaction may be to say that it's nice. When speaking you may elongate that sound and wold represent it in writing thus: "Niiice" or "Ni-ce". All fine so far; you get what's happening there.
Young people (grr...) seem to have changed this convention somewhat and would now right "Niceeee" which I can't help reading as it's written and is rather irritating.
yellowjack said:
Thicko parents at zoos, clearly trying to make their children turn out as thick as they are...
"Ooooh! Look Oscar - a mummy and her babies!"
Errrrrm? No actually, you stupid Doris. That is an adult Oryx and a group of adult Dorcas Gazelle. Clearly a completely different species, if you would only believe the evidence provided by your own eyes...
"Look at this Darcey - a baby frog!"
Errrrm? Really? That's just a small frog. If it were a 'baby frog' it would be a tadpole, FFS!
And for Christ's sake, just play it straight with kids when it comes to them witnessing a Fossa tearing the front limbs off a rabbit carcass that's been hung in a tree. And some of the ignorant morons were correcting their kids when the kids had a better idea of the facts than the parents. Hell's teeth, man. Admit that your son is more informed about the exhibits than you are, and allow the child to educate YOU.
We are not all David Attenborough. I mistook a bull for a cow once, and I turned out all right. (I think)."Ooooh! Look Oscar - a mummy and her babies!"
Errrrrm? No actually, you stupid Doris. That is an adult Oryx and a group of adult Dorcas Gazelle. Clearly a completely different species, if you would only believe the evidence provided by your own eyes...
"Look at this Darcey - a baby frog!"
Errrrm? Really? That's just a small frog. If it were a 'baby frog' it would be a tadpole, FFS!
And for Christ's sake, just play it straight with kids when it comes to them witnessing a Fossa tearing the front limbs off a rabbit carcass that's been hung in a tree. And some of the ignorant morons were correcting their kids when the kids had a better idea of the facts than the parents. Hell's teeth, man. Admit that your son is more informed about the exhibits than you are, and allow the child to educate YOU.
ClockworkCupcake said:
DRFC1879 said:
Young people (grr...) seem to have changed this convention somewhat and would now right "Niceeee" which I can't help reading as it's written and is rather irritating.
If only people could spell correctly, eh? 
People who don't put convenient spaces in long strings of numbers on emails etc.
Anyone who uses Azzuri telephone conferencing (others are available) has to enter a specific PIN code to access the correct call, which will depend on who the meeting organiser is as to what their set up code is.
Smart people send the number in the format 0845 333 2919, enter pin code 182 238 445 331#
Annoying people send it as 08453332919 182238445331# and when you're trying to read that on email and then enter it on the keypad at the same time, its frustrating.
Double annoying is the one person I regularly deal with who puts the phone number and the PIN code in the call/meeting request subject line, and not in the body of the message, meaning when you open the "alert" to join the call, the phone number etc is even harder to read.
Anyone who uses Azzuri telephone conferencing (others are available) has to enter a specific PIN code to access the correct call, which will depend on who the meeting organiser is as to what their set up code is.
Smart people send the number in the format 0845 333 2919, enter pin code 182 238 445 331#
Annoying people send it as 08453332919 182238445331# and when you're trying to read that on email and then enter it on the keypad at the same time, its frustrating.
Double annoying is the one person I regularly deal with who puts the phone number and the PIN code in the call/meeting request subject line, and not in the body of the message, meaning when you open the "alert" to join the call, the phone number etc is even harder to read.
Being moaned at by Post Office staff for buying postage online rather than through them.
Apparently they don't get any money from Royal Mail for accepting pre-paid parcels, and as a customer I "should be supporting [my] local Post Office" by buying postage through them. Even though it's cheaper and more convenient online.
Whilst I sympathise with their situation, the internal workings of their company is not really my concern and they should moan at their superiors, not their customers.
I don't know why I used the useless shower of never-open s
t that is Royal Mail anyway - I've been trying to post this damn parcel since Friday and only just got it sent this lunchtime. If I'd used myHermes or Collect+ I could have sent it Friday evening. Or Saturday. Or even Sunday.
Apparently they don't get any money from Royal Mail for accepting pre-paid parcels, and as a customer I "should be supporting [my] local Post Office" by buying postage through them. Even though it's cheaper and more convenient online.
Whilst I sympathise with their situation, the internal workings of their company is not really my concern and they should moan at their superiors, not their customers.
I don't know why I used the useless shower of never-open s
t that is Royal Mail anyway - I've been trying to post this damn parcel since Friday and only just got it sent this lunchtime. If I'd used myHermes or Collect+ I could have sent it Friday evening. Or Saturday. Or even Sunday. Edited by ClockworkCupcake on Monday 18th September 12:23
Cold said:
Belisha beacons. But not all of them, just a specific set of four pairs across four zebra crossings.
There's a road near me that's part of my regular route in and out that has four zebra crossings intersecting its length. It's a straight, old city road that's wide enough for a cycle lane on both sides, regular bus services and the occasional group of parking bays. It's just over a third of a mile long with a 20mph limit and recent developments in its use means that pedestrians are more prevalent than before hence the four zebra crossings.
None of that is a cause for concern though. Cycles have to cycle, busses have to bus and pedestrians have to pedester.
What niggles is that when the zebra crossings were first installed all the Belisha beacons used to flash in unison. You'd join the road at one end and eight yellowy-orange globes would be blinking on and off together as you trundled along. This soothed me, especially at night when the road is quiet.
Orange. Ooh.
Black. Aah.
Orange. Ooh.
Black. Aah.
Orange. Ooh.
But recent roadworks have meant an interruption to the power supply of these lights and now they are no longer in harmony with each other. Just random orange flashing with no real discipline or meaning behind their stupid blinking. It's amber coloured disco inferno anarchy and I don't like it. I don't like it at all.
They've attracted your attention. Succesful outcome. There's a road near me that's part of my regular route in and out that has four zebra crossings intersecting its length. It's a straight, old city road that's wide enough for a cycle lane on both sides, regular bus services and the occasional group of parking bays. It's just over a third of a mile long with a 20mph limit and recent developments in its use means that pedestrians are more prevalent than before hence the four zebra crossings.
None of that is a cause for concern though. Cycles have to cycle, busses have to bus and pedestrians have to pedester.
What niggles is that when the zebra crossings were first installed all the Belisha beacons used to flash in unison. You'd join the road at one end and eight yellowy-orange globes would be blinking on and off together as you trundled along. This soothed me, especially at night when the road is quiet.
Orange. Ooh.
Black. Aah.
Orange. Ooh.
Black. Aah.
Orange. Ooh.
But recent roadworks have meant an interruption to the power supply of these lights and now they are no longer in harmony with each other. Just random orange flashing with no real discipline or meaning behind their stupid blinking. It's amber coloured disco inferno anarchy and I don't like it. I don't like it at all.
We are pregnant? Well, may God bless you and all who sail in you. However, nothing is guaranteed to light my fuse like this phrase. When some dozy bint is telling her insanely tedious life story and says, "... then I fell pregnant", my snarl rating soars.
People fall ill. Pregnancy isn't caused by a virus, bacterium or a glint in the eye. It's caused when pork penetrates pudendum. Or must I draw a picture?
People fall ill. Pregnancy isn't caused by a virus, bacterium or a glint in the eye. It's caused when pork penetrates pudendum. Or must I draw a picture?
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