Who have you p***ed off today?
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PorkInsider said:
Europa1 said:
Not today, but Friday (in my defence I have only just seen this thread). I was walking towards Parliament Square when the heavens opened. I stepped into an archway to get my brolly out of my briefcase. A chap cycled up onto the pavement and unleashed a tirade of abuse at me as he was unable to get past on his bike. The abuse then turned to threats when I told him he shouldn't be riding on the pavement in the first place. Literally almost every other word was fk or fking. Amongst other things, apparently I "fking didn't fking know who the fk I was fking dealing with" - well of course I didn't: we'd only just met.
It was a rather depressing encounter on so many levels: the self entitled attitude that the rules didn't apply to him, the massively limited vocabulary, and the massively aggressive response.
Should have told him to fking fk off.It was a rather depressing encounter on so many levels: the self entitled attitude that the rules didn't apply to him, the massively limited vocabulary, and the massively aggressive response.
Two in the same number of minutes in the supermarket. The first was a teenage girl who was so engrossed in whatever was on her smartphone that she walked straight into my stationary trolley. She wasn't very happy.
Next was a woman who had stopped at the end of on aisle to talk on her phone. She'd left her trolley so that it was blocking the aisle. She had her back to me.
Me - (being a polite, well brought up lad)"Excuse me". No reaction, then she moved her trolley slightly which then bumped into mine.
Her (becoming aware of me) - "You could have said excuse me!"
Me - "I did"
Her - I didn't hear you!" (yes, my fault, naturally)
She glared at me, moved the trolley and I passed.
Me - "Your apology is accepted"
I couldn't make out all of what she then said, but I don't think she was very happy!
Next was a woman who had stopped at the end of on aisle to talk on her phone. She'd left her trolley so that it was blocking the aisle. She had her back to me.
Me - (being a polite, well brought up lad)"Excuse me". No reaction, then she moved her trolley slightly which then bumped into mine.
Her (becoming aware of me) - "You could have said excuse me!"
Me - "I did"
Her - I didn't hear you!" (yes, my fault, naturally)
She glared at me, moved the trolley and I passed.
Me - "Your apology is accepted"
I couldn't make out all of what she then said, but I don't think she was very happy!
Europa1 said:
Not today, but Friday (in my defence I have only just seen this thread). I was walking towards Parliament Square when the heavens opened. I stepped into an archway to get my brolly out of my briefcase. A chap cycled up onto the pavement and unleashed a tirade of abuse at me as he was unable to get past on his bike. The abuse then turned to threats when I told him he shouldn't be riding on the pavement in the first place. Literally almost every other word was fk or fking. Amongst other things, apparently I "fking didn't fking know who the fk I was fking dealing with" - well of course I didn't: we'd only just met.
It was a rather depressing encounter on so many levels: the self entitled attitude that the rules didn't apply to him, the massively limited vocabulary, and the massively aggressive response.
An MP perhaps? It was a rather depressing encounter on so many levels: the self entitled attitude that the rules didn't apply to him, the massively limited vocabulary, and the massively aggressive response.
Probably not,they will be in fully expensed limos/taxis
jogger1976 said:
Every single miserable sod in my local Tesco this morning.
Not sure if it's the change of seasons or whatever, but everyone seemed really narky and looked like they'd been forced to listen to WestLife, while being butt fked by a syphilis infected donkey.
Eeeewww!! That is just a disgusting thought!!!Not sure if it's the change of seasons or whatever, but everyone seemed really narky and looked like they'd been forced to listen to WestLife, while being butt fked by a syphilis infected donkey.
I mean....WESTLIFE!!!
FFS, you sicko
My neighbour, for parking my slightly too long for my parking space Passat Estate courtesy car into my parking bay this morning..
Apparently I should have parked it the other way round and reversed it into the bush so none of my car was overhanging the white line or put it out on the road as it's my fault he needs the extra space right up to the white line to manoeuvre his car out of his garage. His garage isn't even opposite my parking bay which makes his complaint even more unjustified.
Apparently I should have parked it the other way round and reversed it into the bush so none of my car was overhanging the white line or put it out on the road as it's my fault he needs the extra space right up to the white line to manoeuvre his car out of his garage. His garage isn't even opposite my parking bay which makes his complaint even more unjustified.
Shakermaker said:
My sister-in-law has a book called "Why is my toddler crying?" which is full of such tales
I googled to see what I could find about the book and came across this, haha: http://www.reasonsmysoniscrying.com/
jesta1865 said:
not today, and not me, but the daughter had the raging hump with her fiance a while back, by the evening they weren't talking and we finally coaxed it out of her that she was upset as she had dreamt that he'd had an affair and never said sorry about it.
Ha ha, my wife was in a mood for me for a couple of days about one of those dreams, was hilarious when I found out why I was getting the cold shoulder.Fozziebear said:
The wife again, trend forming, apparently if we don't talk about my upcoming new job it won't happen.
Ha - my wife too (again!). If we don't talk about the Jag it doesn't exist. If it pops up in conversation it pisses her off all over again (said Jag appeared one day after I bought it on ebay after a few too many beers at a bbq, bought sight unseen. It's currently in a garage on the way to the south of France awaiting recovery back to the UK after breaking down on the A6). To be honest I'm trying to forget I own it too!
prand said:
jesta1865 said:
not today, and not me, but the daughter had the raging hump with her fiance a while back, by the evening they weren't talking and we finally coaxed it out of her that she was upset as she had dreamt that he'd had an affair and never said sorry about it.
Ha ha, my wife was in a mood for me for a couple of days about one of those dreams, was hilarious when I found out why I was getting the cold shoulder.Think he had a lucky escape!
kowalski655 said:
Europa1 said:
Not today, but Friday (in my defence I have only just seen this thread). I was walking towards Parliament Square when the heavens opened. I stepped into an archway to get my brolly out of my briefcase. A chap cycled up onto the pavement and unleashed a tirade of abuse at me as he was unable to get past on his bike. The abuse then turned to threats when I told him he shouldn't be riding on the pavement in the first place. Literally almost every other word was fk or fking. Amongst other things, apparently I "fking didn't fking know who the fk I was fking dealing with" - well of course I didn't: we'd only just met.
It was a rather depressing encounter on so many levels: the self entitled attitude that the rules didn't apply to him, the massively limited vocabulary, and the massively aggressive response.
An MP perhaps? It was a rather depressing encounter on so many levels: the self entitled attitude that the rules didn't apply to him, the massively limited vocabulary, and the massively aggressive response.
Probably not,they will be in fully expensed limos/taxis
Pissed off an obese staffy owning chav for cycling (genuinely slowly) by him on a cycle path.
He informed me that I should 'have a fking bell on that thing' (the fact that he didn't hear my noisy freewheel suggests a bell wouldn't have been much use) to which I thanked him for his advice. He then called me a 'Lycra wearing faggot' haha.
Funnily enough there was a narrow barrier up ahead that required me to jump off the bike and push through. Took my time and noticed my new Lycra appreciating friend had backed off his pace slightly so as to not catch up too much.
A surreal and bemusing experience really. In the 3 years I've been cycling I've never experienced any animosity.
He informed me that I should 'have a fking bell on that thing' (the fact that he didn't hear my noisy freewheel suggests a bell wouldn't have been much use) to which I thanked him for his advice. He then called me a 'Lycra wearing faggot' haha.
Funnily enough there was a narrow barrier up ahead that required me to jump off the bike and push through. Took my time and noticed my new Lycra appreciating friend had backed off his pace slightly so as to not catch up too much.
A surreal and bemusing experience really. In the 3 years I've been cycling I've never experienced any animosity.
Wobbegong said:
prand said:
jesta1865 said:
not today, and not me, but the daughter had the raging hump with her fiance a while back, by the evening they weren't talking and we finally coaxed it out of her that she was upset as she had dreamt that he'd had an affair and never said sorry about it.
Ha ha, my wife was in a mood for me for a couple of days about one of those dreams, was hilarious when I found out why I was getting the cold shoulder.Think he had a lucky escape!
http://www.thedailymash.co.uk/news/society/woman-a...
Puggit said:
100s of people in the security queue at Edinburgh airport as I wafted past down the Fastrack. If looks could kill
Haha, I nearly got lynched by a Saffa in Edinburgh's security queue. Desperately late for a flight due to horrendous traffic and obviously trying to clear security in a hurry, he was just kind of dawdling so I overtook him In my defence I am about 3 times faster through security since I work it out in advance...
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