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I take it you mean with regard to pronunciation (rather than anyone actually spelling it that way). I do that almost every time I use the word, even when I know I'm about to say it wrong. I think it's a mental block of some kind. It wouldn't be so bad but I often deal with employment tribunals for work, so it comes up regularly!
Pubs that stink of bleach (or whatever they use to clean the floor) when you go in at lunchtime.
People who stop for a chat at a Zebra crossing but don't actually want to cross the road.
Talking about pronunciation... Plice instead of pOlice. Libry instead of librARy. Febry instead of FebRUAry. Fird instead of third
Expresso...
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People that add extra vowels to words.
Walking into a shop behind a woman talking unbelievably loud on her phone and she says "aye, am just gaun intae Farumfoods"
Also people that talk loudly on the phone full stop.
Probably been covered already, but merging traffic at roadworks. Don't mind letting a few in leading up to the single lane but the few who have to go right to the last minute and barge in makes my blood boil. Also when you let someone in and they then go on a mission to prevent anyone else get in front of them. :confused:
People who think that their age and long time watching Hibs means everything they say is borne from their wisdom of all things Hibs. Younger folk can't possibly understand so should be dismissed as inferior.
This isn't a pet peeve, but is an example of the ignorance/selfishness of some people.
I walked past a man who appeared to be sleeping outside a shopfront on Leith Street this morning. I was half asleep, so it was only after I'd walked a little further on that I realised there had been a small pile of sick on the pavement next to his mouth. I walked back to check on him and see if I could do anything to help. Whilst I was crouched down next to him, trying to establish if he was OK, I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned/looked up to see a woman standing there and I expected to hear her offer to help in some way, or check on the man's welfare. Instead she said, "do you know if I can park here?" It was probably the closest I have ever been to being genuinely dumbfounded, so I can't actually recall what I said, but she followed it up with, "well where can I park around here then?"
This happened around seven hours ago and I feel like I've hardly done any work today, as the combination of sadness and anger keep breaking my concentration. I know this probably doesn't belong on this thread, but I had to vent it somewhere in the hope it may help me avoid the sack.
Traffic wardens.
You are a good man, same thing happened to me a while back,wee old man was lying at the side door of the Volly Arms, not moving, it was about half 7 in the morning, I stopped to check he was ok, ended up having to call an ambulance, they managed to get him to hospital, few days later I was in my local shop and asked if my pal Hussain knew the guy as I had been wondering how he was
Turns out he did, the old boy had had a triple bypass a few weeks before and had keeled over on the way to get a paper, turns out about 3 or 4 people had just wandered right past him including someone who actually stepped over him before I turned up, some people are absolute welts
I drive about at night/ early morning and see people in that state all the time. I always check they are breathing as I couldn't live with myself if I had walked past someone needing medical attention.
Last Sunday I was driving along Nicholson Street at about 10pm and saw a figure slumped in the doorway of a big yellow joke/costume shop. As I got closer I could make out that he was wearing one of those clown wigs, which looked bizarre given the shop he was outside. Eventually, I got close enough to see that he was wearing, no word of a lie, one of those half white/half maroon wigs and a Hearts top. I thought "mmm naw" and just drove on.
P.s. Don't worry, I could see he was breathing, just really drunk. :-D