Pet Peeves...

People who let out big wet sneezes in public, without covering their faces...sometimes I can see the spray going over everything...it's a wonder I've managed to be cold/flu free for so many years. :rolleyes:
 

Agree with all of the posts on here and my PP is waiting in a queue in a checkout and line of people behind you and then another
checkout opens and the ones on the end march down and go first.. last will be first and first will be last thats so true too, and in
our Sydney trains in the front carriage and back carriages are supposed to be a quiet zone for people who want a quiet journey to Sydney as it takes 45 min.. well they still talk out loud to one another and when their phone rings they yak away so loud.. gee why is it called a quiet carriage ? LOL.. too many irritable people in this world ..
 
Katy, I'm sure there must have been other factors in his life that drove him to that point. The proverbial straw that broke the camel's back, so to speak. Too bad he didn't get help before he reached that boiling point. I do think theatres need to more aggressively enforce the cell phone rule.

I agree with you, OG. Something snapped with him and what a shame after the life he had led and respect he had enjoyed.

I wish theaters had ushers, as they did when I was growing up. These ADD's manage to sit near me every single time I go to a movie, with phone light glaring! Last time, I leaned down and told the guy it was very distracting. He got up and moved, but kept right on. No respect for others!
 

I don't understand why someone would want to pay to see a movie and miss most of it being engrossed in a phone. What is it with these phones anyway that are so addicting a person can't even focus on the moment they're in? Don't have one, don't want one!
 
What I hate with people talking on cell phones are the ones with the earpiece ...I always think they are talking to me and sometimes I'll hear Hi and say Hi back and then realize it wasn't meant for me.

Walk up to them and say "hi!! That's a great hearing aid, where can I get one, do you understand what Im saying ???
 
Screaming, crying unruly kids in a restaurant. Times are few and far between that I haven't encountered this in a restaurant. I make it a point to scan the tables and ask to be seated away from people with kids. I want to have a meal in peace, not next to a screaming kid, unless the parents are picking up the check.

Same here, OG, and when my g'children were small and we were eating out, I would always ask for the most remote area so as not to disturb anyone.
 
All religions seem to have people who try to save your soul, and they ask you " Have you been saved? My answer has always been, "I was never lost."

Ezra Koenig of Vampire Weekend said he wrote the song Unbelievers because no matter what you believe, the other guys say you've got it all wrong.
 
There are lots of new members that post to old threads and sometimes it's good for a review. Most of the time I can't remember what I posted after time has passed. Sometimes I see an old post I wrote and say "wha?.. I wrote that?"
 
ARGH!

Don't get me wrong, I love rock-n-roll and I like it loud!

BUT, jeez the young teenage boys right next door had their music out in the garage turned up so loud and the base completely cranked up, it was almost rattling the windows in our house. i went to bed about 9 and they were doing that then, I let the dog out to bark at them through the fence and I went out with a flash light and shined it in their general direction and asked them to turn it down, but it was so loud I couldn't get their attention.

So I went in the house and got my .38 out of the nightstand and went out and fired that off. No not really! Ahahaha...but I thought about it.

I just went to bed and put the covers up over my ears.
 
ARGH!

Don't get me wrong, I love rock-n-roll and I like it loud!

BUT, jeez the young teenage boys right next door had their music out in the garage turned up so loud and the base completely cranked up, it was almost rattling the windows in our house. i went to bed about 9 and they were doing that then, I let the dog out to bark at them through the fence and I went out with a flash light and shined it in their general direction and asked them to turn it down, but it was so loud I couldn't get their attention.

So I went in the house and got my .38 out of the nightstand and went out and fired that off. No not really! Ahahaha...but I thought about it.

I just went to bed and put the covers up over my ears.

There's a technique I always wanted to try that involves recording the "party" and blasting it back at them around noon when they're passed out.
 
OH, that used to happen to us frequently when we lived in the neighborhood. A young party couple bought the house across the street and every weekend they partied in their garage which faced our bedroom..they would keep it up until all hours, so I finally started calling the cops. They seldom came out though.

He finally got a job transfer and rented the house out, worse results there. In about a year the owners moved back in, now with a baby in tow. Amazing how the partying stopped when the bebe came along, but it made me want to blast music their way about nap time.
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Oh, I was going to add...Notice how long the credits are now before a movie. They go on forever and what is the purpose of that when they show the whole list after the movie anyway? I don't mind a short list of the actors appearing in the movie, but why do we have to know, the producers, directors, musical scorers, and the dog that pee'd on the tree before the movie begins.
 
Door sales people who knock on your door,when you have a nice clear sign on the door saying please do not knock.
I'm sure some of them can't read, any way I won't answer the door if they look like sales people.
 
People who don't get the response they want from me... so they ask the same question, repeatedly, only worded slightly differently each time. "Do you think they'll ask us to work this weekend?" "I don't know." Do you think we'll have to work this weekend?" "I don't know." "Do you know if our supervisor will ask us to work this weekend?" "I said I don't know!" "I'm wondering if we'll have to work this weekend, what do you think?" "I TOLD YOU I DON'T KNOW... NOW DON'T ASK ME AGAIN!!!"
 
Lol Lois, hoping that different wording gets a different response. :p


Those computerized phone option systems, if you want English press one, if you're a member press 2, if you're not a member yet, press 3, if you want billing press 4, etc. etc. Then, when you press your choice, there another whole can of worms opening up with other options for that number. When you finally get answered by a person, they put you on hold to be transferred to a person that can help you with your question.................THEN...you get disconnected, only to start from square 1. :mad:
 
Lol Lois, hoping that different wording gets a different response. :p


Those computerized phone option systems, if you want English press one, if you're a member press 2, if you're not a member yet, press 3, if you want billing press 4, etc. etc. Then, when you press your choice, there another whole can of worms opening up with other options for that number. When you finally get answered by a person, they put you on hold to be transferred to a person that can help you with your question.................THEN...you get disconnected, only to start from square 1. :mad:


I'm with you! It takes me 15 buttons to transfer money from one account to the other.:censored::eek:ld::censored:
 
SeaBreeze:
THEN...you get disconnected, only to start from square 1.

:aargh: ..I thought that only happens to me!:what::banghead:

or I finally do get through and the person on the other end speakes very broken English with a bad accent. At this point, I hang up and start over again. I have to plan about 30 minutes for a 3 minute conversation anymore.
 
It's even worse when you're stuck on a flight for hours with crying kids.
 


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