Scots are chatty!!! Oh my goodness, that explains so much. I moved to Nova Scotia (New Scotland) 8 years ago and coming from British Columbia, I was amazed to see how many folks stand patiently in line while the guy at the check out or bank teller have no issue with stopping to chat, and chat and chat......and no one in the line up looks fed up or impatient. Maybe because they all do the same thing!
And Falcon, here it's not unusual to see the following: You're in the turning lane to make a left turn at the light. The light changes to green and you wait for the lineup of oncoming traffic to come through the light and your plan is to turn after the lineup has moved through.....and then someone in that line up just sits there and sits there, until you realize that they are waving you through ahead of them. Do you take advantage of their helpfulness and make your turn, or do you sit there and wait until the correct time to turn. Nova Scotians do seem to be a different breed even when it comes to driving!
A typical women's rest room. No you will not catch leprosy from the seat. If you choose to hover clean up after yourself. Yuuuck
1. Idiots who get in the "10 items or less" line at the grocery store and have enough in their cart to supply the 45th Infantry Division for a week.
2. The shickenchit cashier who doesn't have the kahonas to tell them to go to another line.
People who stop 1 1/2 car lengths from the intersection at a red light because they are busy texting, head down oblivious of all around them, then hesitate just long enough to travel that distance and make the light to leave everyone behind them waiting for another cycle. People who wander the stores ignoring everyone around them because they're having a long conversation (sometimes heated) on their cell phones. Basically, any rude or unsafe use of cellphones in public.
A typical women's rest room. No you will not catch leprosy from the seat. If you choose to hover clean up after yourself. Yuuuck
Among my pet peeves, women TV 'presenters' who are easy on the eye but ruin it by plastering on eye make-up, giving the impression they are recovering from 2 black eyes.
Then they wear a nice top, but insist on draping their curtains round and round their neck looking as if they are part way through embalming = hideous
We've been watching CNN lately to find out about primaries, etc. and they seem to have imported from Fox. Some of them look like exactly like a Barbie doll. The skin on their faces look plastic and far too perfect to be real.
I call it Dick Clark Syndrome. Now I mean Dick Clark himself was probably a real nice guy. But those last few years he was on TV it was sad. When you get to a certain point, especially with men...you just start to yeah...look embalmed. Or all the pasty face political people. Put them under bright lights and eeeeeeek.
Guys who put the lid down as well as the seat. I mean, what's up with that? Pun intended.
Drivers who turn their turn signal on the second before they turn.
Two things-Celebrities doing Botox and fillers even in their twenties. Promoting that as a beauty ideal is irresponsible. Not to mention unneeded. It's like the lead face creams of the old days. Future generation will look back and say why? You look through the scandal rags and everyone has puffy lips and a frozen face.
The other one is allowing small dogs to be monsters. I think little dogs are cute, I just prefer to own the big boys. But even if your pup only weighs ten pounds, teach him some manners in public. A tiny dog growling and showing teeth isn't "cute". It's obnoxious...if my dog was doing that you'd be scared witless, so show me the same courtesy.
The small dog thing just drives me nuts. Just yesterday, Bonnie (65 lb Staffie cross) were walking around my neighborhood. She was on a leash of course, and is a good loose leash walker, very calm. Out of nowhere comes this tiny, tiny chihuahua from across the street, charging Bonnie. The chi's owner finally comes out of her stupor and takes an interest -- meanwhile I am trying to keep the little dog from biting Bonnie on the ankles -- and hollers at me for letting my "horrible dog" attack her dog. Bonnie was just standing there, never even said GRRR. I said "Control your dog!" and she told me how we didn't have a right to be there threatening her dog. It's a public residential street. My dog is on a leash, hers is not. My dog is just standing there, hers is attacking. We are on the other side of the street from where her dog came out of, and WE are threatening?
Why do people let those little dogs off leash out in public to charge much, much bigger dogs -- does it ever occur to them that their dog might end up a snack??