Im too chicken hearted to do that and I end up just tailgating probably with people behind me doing similar, getting sick of doing the ****ing conga every day 😡
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We came home the other day just after an Amazon driver had been in our stair, the package was left just as you walk in and was for our neighbour below us. I handed it to her and she said this is quite a common problem, lazy arsed gets not doing their job correctly, take it to the proper door and knock on it for a reply.
People's lack of gratitude when you help them out.
I was standing in a queue for a cash machine today and the old lady in front of me said 'excuse me son, could you check my balance for me?'.
Always willing to help, I gave her a slight nudge and she fell over.
Not a single word of thanks!
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Plusnet is down. Unless it's the router but I don't think so.
For some strange reason when I pick my nose (right nostril) my upper rear teeth hurt 🧐
Hot air hand dryers. You go to the toilet in cafe/pub/shopping centre etc and after washing your hands you attempt to dry them!
If it’s a Dyson blade type machine you’re usually fine. Every other standard type either doesn’t go on when you place your hands under it/ goes on after about 10 seconds then it’s off 2 seconds later and then won’t go in again for about another ten seconds. Does my head in.
My Wife when she butters toast, takes her a bloody week ! She covers every millimetre, Im sure she was a Plasterer in a previous life
I just slap mines on and be done with it
I wasn’t sure where to put this, it’s not worthy of a new thread but the Alec Baldwin shooting stuff.
He’s now being retried for involuntary manslaughter.
There’s forensics around the gun that indicate the bullet couldn’t have been fired from the gun without the trigger being pulled, but the fact is that the gun contained live ammunition on a movie set.
So why is the firearms guy not being tried for negligence? Or was this some random colt pulled from somebodies glovebox - which it being America is entirely possible.
I just cannot fathom this happening anywhere else and it not being labelled a tragic accident.
From the bbc article, it seems the firearms expert and the first assistant director are/have been charged with offences also
“ Hannah Gutierrez-Reed, who was responsible for weapons and ammunitions on set as the film's armourer, faces her own manslaughter charge, as well as a charge of evidence tampering. She has pleaded not guilty and will stand trial next month.
Dave Halls, who was in charge of safety on set as the first assistant director, pleaded no contest last March to a misdemeanour charge of negligent use of a deadly weapon. His plea agreement entailed six months of unsupervised probation in lieu of prison time.”
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-68038106
I have no idea why live ammunition was there, surely there is no need for that at all
From what I read at the time, there was no requirement for live ammunition, and none was supposed to be anywhere near the set.
Thoughts at the time were that either a live round got mixed in with the blanks or inert ones at the armour or a 3rd party deliberately swapped an inert shell out for a live one somewhere in the journey from the armourer to the pistol being handed to Alec Baldwin on set.
Like above, I can't see how any of that makes Baldwin the culpable party in this instance?
But are blank bullets not quite distinctly different from a live one?
Whoever loaded the weapon must have been able to tell the difference or simply wasn’t ensuring they were putting blanks in the gun. Even then it’s hard to imagine someone even casually not noticing they are putting a real shell into a clip and not a blank…the look and weight are a total giveaway.
Then there is the fact that surely they can use front venting blank guns in a movie rather than an actual viable weapon!
But as others have said I’m unclear as to how any of this is on Baldwin…he seems as much a victim as the poor person that got shot.
Not sure what happen in this case but in the case of Brandon Lee it was the fact that a dummy bullet hadn't ejected properly and was still in the chamber, then when they put another blank in the chamber to make it look like the gun was firing it effectively turned the original unejected casing into a bullet
Ahh interesting thanks…makes sense how that could happen and be accidental.
The reporting in this case seems to quote ‘live round’ though so maybe not the same?
My quick google isn’t definitive tho as maybe ‘live round’ might also cover blanks.
Seems tho that Baldwin is being charged again as he insisted he didn’t pull the trigger and the gun discharged itself after being cocked…testing has kind of proven (the broken the original gun trying to repeat the feat) that the trigger must have been pulled for it to have fired.
Adverts that appear on my Instagram and Facebook after my wife has looked at or bought from them. Just creepy!!!
“Being pished” being an excuse for downright bad behaviour.
An older boy at the game was absolutely bellowing at the team from the first whistle and getting everyone’s backs up. Some guy turned round and told him to shut up or support the team, and his mate kept on saying “go easy on him, he’s pished” only for his well pickled made to start going “you want some” to a much younger, fitter, and rightfully irritated person. If you’re pished, that’s your fault.
II was probably a wee fanny at times when I was younger but I’m also not using the booze as an excuse - I was being a wee fanny and if I handled my booze better I wouldn’t have been as much of a wee fanny most likely.
100%. Being a dick when you are drunk is still being a dick. And if you are pulled up on your behaviour when drunk then it's probably time to rethink your drinking habits.
I like a drink as much as anyone but if I'm (even more of) an ******** when I'm drunk then that might be explanation but it's not an excuse.
The fuss about Tom Kerridge’s expensive fish and chips in Harrods.
Nobody goes into Harrods for good value. Nobody is going there for other reasons than to boast about going there, and nobody is being stopped from using their local chippy. The Venn diagram of “people going to the chippy” and “people craving fish and chips so dashing down to Harrods” is two circles.
Legit have not a clue why some people seem to have their knickers in a twist about something that matters so little. If people are prepared to pay £38 for fish and chips because it’s in Harrods and a Michelin star chef has put his name to it, then it’s not hurting anyone and why shouldn’t he push his luck a bit?
My pet peeve is pet peeves. It just reminds me that our destiny from day one is to evolve in to grumpy old men. :greengrin
One man's pessimist is another man's realist.
'mon the realists!!✊✊
Bin jockeys. The ones competing to see who can get their bin out earliest. We have a handful in our street. A couple are usually about 3pm the day before pick up. Guess what happened last night to the half dozen bins put out? All over the street. Knobs
Im the opposite, I set the clock to get up nice and early and then pace the livingroom all morning waiting on my bin being emptied so Im first to haul it up my driveway, the looks on my neighbours faces when Im first is ****ing priceless especially when my Wife runs out and we do fist bumps followed by a GIRFUY gesture
Even if the dug is in mid poop during his walk he is dragged back to the house if I spot those orange flashing lights of the bin lorry nearby
Christmas and new year play havoc with my anxiety and cause me many sleepless nights as the emptying times vary, to the point Ive emailed my local Councillor many times to address these emptying times
Mon the bin jockeys 🏆😀
Ive never really grasped the competitive edge of bin out putting to be honest as its simply a case of down the drive and plonk in front of the fence, even the neighbours don't seem to bother
Bin in bringing though, well thats on a different level and the adrenalin rush is out of this world, so much so my Wife takes my BP multiple times during the morning “wait”
I suppose the challenge is that the bin men never put the bin where I originally put it so at times Ive had to run halfway down the street to retrieve it !! Im always in training and twice a week I do a dry run just to keep hold of my bin jockey titles, although a couple of weeks ago the ****ing bin men almost caught me on the hop as they turned up early and I had to run out onto the street in my boxers, BP cuff still attached 🤢
People with hiking sticks in urban areas and stretch their arms to claim more space. I had two of them taking up the whole pavement heading towards me. I stopped walking. They had to pull in the climbing sticks, the alternative was I blootered the ruddy things. And angry old men like me who increasingly look for things to be irritated by.
A letter box
A very particular letter box.....
At door of the diggers pub, look over to the exit of the western approach road.... there's a metal fence to your left , 20 feet or so from the junction there's a letter box on the fence... wtf?... why?, for what? :dunno:
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Our bins get emptied around 8AM so most of the street puts their bins out the night before. They are due to get done Wednesday so rubbish everywhere on Tuesday night then.
People who claim to be “excited” by something happening at non-exciting work. If a technical update to a financial services application gets them excited, I’d hate to see the state of them if they ever got their leg over.
And the tit that adds “super” in front of it deserves to never get said leg close to over.
Twitter trolls/bots.
I enjoy browsing through Twitter and follow a few political commentators, sport vloggers and some photography channels. I rarely post, but when I do it's usually to engage with my local councillor or report infrastructure issues to the council (mainly because they respond fairly quickly and don't chase you up for personal info).
Lately I've been harangued by a couple of prolific trolls who keep nipping away with no agenda or salient point to be made.
There's just no need, I didn't initially engage with you, I made my point, now bore off!
I know I could block or "ignore" but maybe I'm to stubborn 🤔
Badly placed toilet roll dispensers.
If I have to do yoga moves to get at it, it does not belong where it is.
People at comedy shows who think they’re a part if it.
Went to see the one off “Daniel Sloss and Friends” show in Kirkcaldy last night and was sat behind three people. They booed when someone in the audience said they were from England. They booed when Daniel Sloss said he lived in Edinburgh. One of them shouted “carry on” when he put in a pause for comedic effect to allow a particularly awful joke to sink in. They chatted to each other all night with ‘hilarious’ quips. They were ****ing irritating to everyone around them.
They were Glaswegian which again goes back to my regular gripe that Glasgow is the least funny city on earth but still.
On the plus side on the way there we seen two drunk older people try to have a drunken embrace on the street, only to topple like two shop mannequins through somebody’s hedge, landing perfectly on top of each other.
People who use toilets in public places and leave them like a bomb site. I use the toilets at the Western General when I rank there, toilet paper and hand towels on the floor, piss on the floor or over the bowl, filthy gets.
On the topic of toilets. The urinal at Prahna in Corstorphine. It is placed too high. You can still pee in it but it feels weird. I'm 5ft 9 and I feel anyone shorter might need to stand on their tip toes or aim upwards. One time we went with a group and one guy who is shorter than me had never been to the restaurant before. I warned him before he went to the toilet - he took one look at it and used the cubicle instead. He's a plumber and suggested it was put in by one particular plumber who apparently has a reputation for placing urinals and wash hand basins at awkward heights.
People calling Bill Foley 'Mr Foley'.
Mr Romanov type chat.
Wifes folks using my cup. I like my cup, I only use my cup, it's my cup. They drink tea like it's water. They can't clean the cups properly and leave it all tea stained!!!
I've taken to hiding my cup now
This reminds me of teenage years in the 90s, when every rangers player seemed to have the same pish standard of nickname that got bandied about constantly: goughie, coisty, laudo, robbo, fergie, etc.
And as you say, folk who’d never got within 20 feet of these players talking about them with the nicknames like they’re best mates :rolleyes:
Not sure it's a peeve but not having a button/code which can deactivate the buttons on my TV remote.
My daughter likes to play with the remote if she's watching some TV and invariably it results in pausing/rewinding/muting/changing channel etc which needs undone. I typically faf around removing a battery then give her the remote to play with but a simpler solution would be nice. :greengrin
My daughter did that when she was younger. We learned how to use the sky remote for flipping between HDMI ports or getting into the options menu for the TV. Previously we used to do that through the TV remote and then use the SKY remote for changing channels. We ended up getting rid of the TV remote. She’s either a child prodigy or I’m a dinosaur, or both 😀
Inaccurate cooking times on food packaging. I know it depends on your oven, etc. but some of them are ridiculous.
Put some garlic bread in the oven the other night. "Cook at 180C fan for 16-20 minutes" was the "from chilled" instruction. We were a bit suspicious of this as our normal garlic bread we buy isn't anything like that timing and neither is it when we buy a part-baked baguette and make our own garlic filling. Looked at it after 12 minutes... burnt. 8 minutes probably would have been right.
Put on some falafel for my lunch today. "Fan 180C for 12-16 minutes". Took it out after 10 and it was rather crisp.
On the other end of the scale, cooked some gnocchi last night that we had froze. "1-2 minutes from chilled, 2-3 minutes from frozen". More like 5 minutes from frozen
My washing machine is like this:
https://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/estimation.png
Just been listening to a load of old "No such thing ad a fish" podcasts where this came up. Washing machine timings are always an estimate and the changes come about depending on the weight of the load in the machine and the amount of water required for that weight, not the programme. So the spin cycle changes etc.
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'I can get it cheaper online'.
An increasingly common phrase in my line of work. I've no issue with online shopping when you know what you want and just click a few buttons. My objection is when I speak to a Customer who I then arrange to go out and meet often more than once, provide them with catalogues, discuss their requirements with them and make recommendations, arrange samples for them, arrange to have a quote prepared, arrange a credit account, arrange spec sheets etc etc. Then after receiving the quote it will be 'I really like the X, Y and Z but I can get it cheaper online'.
So basically you are saying that my experience, knowledge and time is worth nothing? Saving £21 on an order worth several hundred of even thousands of pounds is worth more than the time I gave you. And good luck getting any kind of after sales service from the 2.5 star rated seller on Amazon.
I hear people boasting about doing it in shops too. One of my mates went to a running shop, had his gait analysed, tried about 6 pair of shoes on the treadmill, said no thanks then went home and bought the ones he liked online for a tenner cheaper than the shop. He seemed really proud of himself when in reality he has taken 45 minutes of someone's time with no reward for them at the end of it. That's time they could have spent with a customer actually intending to buy from them.
It's like people want all the perks of personal service with no intention of paying for it. They'll miss it when it's gone.
Absolutely bang on the money.
I used to sell cars (and not all car salespeople are *****, despite my attempts to disprove the theory sometimes) and the carwow sites and the like ****ed it for people like myself who wanted to look after their customers and make sure that they were getting the right car with the right options at the right time.
Would spend hours with people only for them to say “oh, a dealership down in Bristol is offering it at this price”. It pushes people like myself out of the industry (which it did) and not the hard salespeople ***** who give the industry a bad name.
In the end if someone came in and said “I’ll be going on to carwow and be going with the cheapest price” I refused to do anything but give them a price of what they asked for and explained why. People seemed staggered that I wouldn’t give out hours of my time for test drives and showing them round models and the like.
Usually what would happen is someone would be offered a too good to be true price, then come back a month later and say that they had been offered an older version of a model or pre reg or something they weren’t expecting.
Agree with this completely.
In my previous job I would get customers on the phone with me for half an hour, I would talk them through their requirements, give them advice on various legislation and schemes (farming stuff) and basically having done 99% of the work they would say “but so and so are 45p a kilo cheaper than you”, to which I would say to them that price is not the only factor to consider and so on and so forth.
Needless to say I’ve had a few arguments with folk who think the pennies will all add up to make them millionaires when the reality is that the product saving them money was sub standard and would need replacing a lot quicker, effectively doubling their costs.
Drunk people when you are sober.
My wife was out on Friday afternoon/evening, day started at 2 and I'd said I would pick her up. Get a message about 8 saying can you pick me up in an hour. Arrive and half the people in attendance are out in the street 'just to say hi'.
Then we get in the car and she starts telling me this rambling story that started with 'you can't tell X I told you this but'. Firstly you clearly can't be trusted with a secret when you have had a drink, secondly I have no ****ing idea who X is. This story went on and on with a lot of repetition, a whole load of waffle about people I have never heard of and have no interest in then ended abruptly with the square root of nothing seeming to have happened. Certainly nothing worthy of 15 minutes of rambling.
Needless to say the whole story was started over again the following morning opening with 'Oh I never told you.....'. Yes, yes you really did.
Folk at the gym who move around with no spatial awareness near resistance machines. I was on the converging chest press machine last night and I had to stop a few times as people wandered into the path of the arms of the machine whilst I was in the process of pushing it out. Same on some of the leg machines.
Whilst we are on the topic of space and gyms, the male changing room at my gym is in front of a lowered area that is often used for circuits classes. For some reason the instructors are now using the open corridor bit between the changing room door and the wall that separates the lowered area for part of the class. I came out of the changing room and almost got hit by someone doing walking lunges whilst carrying a weight.
Sober people when you are drunk.
Despite being supremely witty and a first rate raconteur after a few will they listen to me? No they won't. Their loss.
I can almost put up with the tedious repetition of stories throughout a night but my real bug bear is invasion of my personal space by drunks. I am hypersensitive to touch at the best of times so to have an inebriated individual touching me, standing next to me to the point of leaning on me or just being handsy really rips my knitting. So much so that I mostly avoid nights that I know that the drink will be flowing. When I drank it would numb my sensitivity to the problem but now I am teetotal it is a real nightmare.
Idiots putting their bins out when it's windy. Their crap blowing all over the street. Then not being arsed to pick up their own rubbish because they are lazy twats!!.
On twats, why do the idiot Americans say twot instead of twat.