Forgetting that you've put the toast back into the toaster because it didn't toast properly first time...
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Forgetting that you've put the toast back into the toaster because it didn't toast properly first time...
When you ask the lassie at work to order you a business lunch from o'briens and she orders from marks! Then, when you say something you get a response....oh, I ordered marks because they are better. Naw, they are pish. which is why I said obriens. Marks dont do the roast beef and horseradish or the brie and redcurrent jelly.........3 times this has happened now.
It's not the same person ordering. I email them saying please order a obriends lunch. Most of the time I get what I ask for, then now and again they throw in marks. When I ask why did you not order obriens I'm met with oh obriens are rubbish, marks are better. (Seem to be a common misconception in my work that marks are better)
The self service checkouts in supermarkets. When the give you your change it always seems to be in the smallest denomination coins imaginable. Do they get a deal on small change or something?
People who email you asking you to do something, when it would've taken them the exact same time to do it themselves in first place :wink:
Years ago, my boss used to lock the safe, lock her office, come through to my office, and stand and tell me verbatim what she wanted me to phone someone and tell them. Just because she was 'the boss'.
Folk that park at the end of the rows at supermarkets - not the end space but at the marked area at the end. Especially when there are plenty spaces.
Adults, without kids, who dress up for halloween.
Fancy dress is like a joke for people with no sense of humour.
People who only read the first line of an email before replying and asking a question that is already answered further down the email.Does my nut in,wastes my time and happens far too often in my work.
I often wonder if we're somehow related as I don't think you've ever posted something I didn't practically 100% agree with, including the above.
Like groups of women practically your Mum's age going out dressed as "sexy witches" or similar.
Give me strength.
On the Halloween note, wee jakey fannies that think putting on a skeleton mask and saying "trick or treat" in a monotone voice is sufficient to get sweets.
Naw.
People who dress up for Halloween in non-Halloween costumes.
I'm sorry but pirates, superheroes and teletubbies aren't scary and are therefore totally inappropriate.
Tesco's fake farms.
Those carrots that you got from Boswall farms or that steak from Broomhouse farms. It's all a big pack of lies.
It seems to just be an excuse for girls to go out in far fewer clothes than usual but if they stick a tale on or draw sone whiskers they are a cat.
Lady I know, who is well in her 30s btw, has taken great delight in posting pictures of her 'mermaid' costume. This seems to amount to wearing a bra with a couple of shells stuck on and a tight green skirt.
Can't remember if I've said this one or not but just saw one and it gave me the rage, might be controversial even for here :faf:
Those Blue Edinburgh marathon EMF t shirts, I ****ing get it, you've run the marathon (slow clap)
Here is a story that happened to me in connection with the vet not too long ago
As long as I can remember my mum has always fed the stray cats round about the house, one Friday night about 11 there is a knock at my door and it's my mums neighbour who was a bit pissed and her daughter who is about 12, she goes Mark I didn't want to go to your mums house and wake her but her I think one of the cats is lying dead in another neighbours garden
Secretly I'm thinking what the **** do you want me to do about that as I'm stood in a pair of shorts and t shirt and it's chucking it down but they are lovely people so out I went to investigate, true to her word the cat is lying stone deid in the neighbours garden, now I know one of the three of us is going to have to pick it up so being reluctantly chivalrous I said can you get me something from your house to put him in please
She came back with a pillow case so I'm psyching myself thinking cool I will pick up the dead cat, fire him in the pillow case and that will be that, what I hadn't counted on though was rigor mortis, when I picked the cat up instead of going limp he was still in the same position with his legs stretched out, I put him in the pillow case and his back legs and tail were poking out the end, I burst out laughing thinking how the **** did my night turn to this, so I asked if she could get anything bigger to put him in so she went and got an IKEA bag which worked well
By now I'm thinking right I'm going to have to phone my dad so I can put him in the shed til the morning and I can get him to the vet to get him disposed of properly, my dad wasn't too keen on a dead cat in his shed so poor old homer spent a night in a wheelie bin
In the morning true to my word I took him up to the vet and the nurse asked me do you know what he died of? I said it was dark last night so couldn't really see anything to be honest and I hadn't looked inside the bag this morning as the last thing I wanted to do when I got up was carry out a cat autopsy
Ended up costing me £40 to get the cat cremated when I didn't even want to get involved in the first place
I no longer answer my door at weekends
£70 odd quid for my Daughter to be allowed to cook stuff in her home economics class.
Kids you don't know knocking on the door asking you to sponsor them for some school project.
WTF ?