Things that annoy you beyond reason...(Vol 5)
Discussion
FourWheelDrift said:
People taking big hairy dogs out for walks at the hottest times of the day.
We went to a dog show on Saturday and deliberately went early to avoid the worst of the heat. While they had a few bowls of water round the place, I was amazed to find there was only a very small shaded area to sit out of the sun. We left after an hour or so to go and sit under some trees for a while to cool down before heading home. There were still people with big hairy dogs going in as we left though. Clockwork Cupcake said:
Ladies selling lucky heather.
One is bad enough, two worse, but by the third almost within sight of the other two, my patience and politeness was wearing thin.
Be careful, they'll put a curse on you so that the least little thing will become an annoyance to you. Oh....wait a minute, it looks as though that'salready happened some time ago One is bad enough, two worse, but by the third almost within sight of the other two, my patience and politeness was wearing thin.
FourWheelDrift said:
Jamie Oliver the self-appointed dictator of healthy food.
Just saw him for the first time for ages and my first thought was, "hasn't he gotten fat".
Yeah I heard that after he collapsed the market for Turkey Twizlers he was busy buying them up by the ton, he's probably still eating them now. Just saw him for the first time for ages and my first thought was, "hasn't he gotten fat".
BBC Sports presenters generally.
And more specifically, the ones in the morning bulletins, with their burning need to inform me, with the jerk of a thumb over their shoulder, that "...I'm here on the Gulf Of Finland, and the England Training Camp is about 20 minutes through the woods behind me..."
Usually preceded/followed by "...we're about 45 minutes from St Petersburg..."
And? I'm sat in the UK watching BBC Breakfast News. I'm pretty sure that the England football team and/or the Russian FA organising team have already sorted coach and aeroplane travel for the team to get to matches and back. I'm absolutely certain that stones have been left unturned if they need me to get on the blower to Megabusski to sort out transport to the Begium game for them, from the dubious comfort of my armchair in Hampshire.
FFS? It's every bloody morning. Get to the sport, and dispense with the geography lessons...
And while I'm at it, the "World Cup Hub". Apparently some form of advanced technology toy-room for sports presenters, it appears to my untrained eye to consist of little more than a touch-screen telly and a small studio full of migraine-inducing graphics swirling around in the background. Sally Nugent, get back and sit on the nice red sofa at once. You've been a very naughty girl, and if you're VERY lucky I shall turn you over my knee...
And more specifically, the ones in the morning bulletins, with their burning need to inform me, with the jerk of a thumb over their shoulder, that "...I'm here on the Gulf Of Finland, and the England Training Camp is about 20 minutes through the woods behind me..."
Usually preceded/followed by "...we're about 45 minutes from St Petersburg..."
And? I'm sat in the UK watching BBC Breakfast News. I'm pretty sure that the England football team and/or the Russian FA organising team have already sorted coach and aeroplane travel for the team to get to matches and back. I'm absolutely certain that stones have been left unturned if they need me to get on the blower to Megabusski to sort out transport to the Begium game for them, from the dubious comfort of my armchair in Hampshire.
FFS? It's every bloody morning. Get to the sport, and dispense with the geography lessons...
And while I'm at it, the "World Cup Hub". Apparently some form of advanced technology toy-room for sports presenters, it appears to my untrained eye to consist of little more than a touch-screen telly and a small studio full of migraine-inducing graphics swirling around in the background. Sally Nugent, get back and sit on the nice red sofa at once. You've been a very naughty girl, and if you're VERY lucky I shall turn you over my knee...
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