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Angry
Oct 24, 2010 16:36:44 GMT
Post by everso on Oct 24, 2010 16:36:44 GMT
I have to confess to a bit of first degree anger today. I don't know what makes the rest of you lose your rag, but people that drop litter are, in my opinion, worthy of a couple of hours in the village stocks. On the way down to visit Mr. E's mum this morning, we called into Tesco in Romford ( ) to get some diesel. While Mr. E. was paying for it, I noticed the passenger of a car at another pump open the door and gob on to the ground. I had to clench my fists. A couple of minutes later the door opened again and he dropped an empty drinks can on to the ground. By now, the red mist had descended and Mr. E. had to stop me from going over the giving him a piece of my mind. Wise counsel, I think, especially in Romford. However, I'm still fuming about it and I just wish Trubbs was around so we could conjure up a bit of black magic. What makes everyone else crazy?
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Angry
Oct 24, 2010 17:06:15 GMT
Post by riotgrrl on Oct 24, 2010 17:06:15 GMT
So you're on the bus.
There are seats available, but only at the back.
Do you:
a) go and sit in a seat at the back of the bus like a civilised and educated human being, or,
b) Stand at the front, blocking everyone else getting on and off the bus because you can't be bothered to go and sit at the back.
If b), I hate you and you know I do. You know it by the way I bang into you getting off the bus, the way I speak in a loud voice about SEATS AT THE BACK, about the way I look at you.
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Angry
Oct 24, 2010 23:21:23 GMT
Post by everso on Oct 24, 2010 23:21:23 GMT
We seem to be kindred spirits, getting all worked up with teeth gritted and nostrils flaring at the (seemingly) slightest provocation.
I knew I'd gone too far as we were driving through Gidea Park and I had one balled fist smacking the palm of the other hand as I said "I'd like to smash his bloody face in!"
I know how you feel. It used to make me livid when I travelled on the London tube and people would stand in the doorway, instead of standing by the seated areas.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 2:36:33 GMT
Post by alanseago on Oct 25, 2010 2:36:33 GMT
I don't understand why people have to spit, I have never spat in my life, I would not know how. What do I do about phlegm in my throat? I dump it in hydrochloric acid.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 7:21:09 GMT
Post by housesparrow on Oct 25, 2010 7:21:09 GMT
So you're on the bus. There are seats available, but only at the back. Do you: a) go and sit in a seat at the back of the bus like a civilised and educated human being, or, b) Stand at the front, blocking everyone else getting on and off the bus because you can't be bothered to go and sit at the back. If b), I hate you and you know I do. You know it by the way I bang into you getting off the bus, the way I speak in a loud voice about SEATS AT THE BACK, about the way I look at you. Riot, having once missed two stops on a crowded bus by being trapped at the back, I can understand why they do it. Littering, on the othe hand, is unforgiveable. I am always suspicious of people whose cars are ultra tidy. Mine is a sort of travelling waste paper basket, and I'm proud of that.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 8:31:34 GMT
Post by Weyland on Oct 25, 2010 8:31:34 GMT
I don't understand why people have to spit, I have never spat in my life, I would not know how. What do I do about phlegm in my throat? I dump it in hydrochloric acid. I hafta ask, Alan -- how do you do that? And why?
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 8:51:25 GMT
Post by Weyland on Oct 25, 2010 8:51:25 GMT
I know how you feel. It used to make me livid when I travelled on the London tube and people would stand in the doorway, instead of standing by the seated areas. I get really angry when people block supermarket aisles gossiping, leaving trolleys in the worst possible places, scrabbling around looking for cheque books AFTER they've had everything checked out, and that sort of malarkey. Or when they can plainly see that I've got two items and they've got two trolley-loads and STILL go before me. I do occasionally make some comment, but it doesn't help. And people waiting for a bus or train who block the exits for people getting off because they're so frantic to barge on. Which of course they can't. Classic lose-lose behaviour. Trample on their feet, say I. And another thing, cretins who stop at the top of an escalator just after stepping off and look around as if they've arrived unexpectedly in Shangri La. It's usually a gormless-looking couple. I will, and often do, push them out of the way. Not much choice sometimes. Let's face it, they just can't help it. Most people are as thick as planks.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 9:42:35 GMT
Post by everso on Oct 25, 2010 9:42:35 GMT
Yes, the escalator people! A good hard shove and a "Sorreeeeeee " usually does the trick. Now, I must take issue regarding the check-out people. I'm usually on my own when I do my weekly food shop. I put the stuff on to the belt and at the same time the person at the till starts to whiz it through the scanner. I then rush round and start packing my bags. I'm busy trying to pack to avoid holding things up, so what chance is there to have my credit card ready? I can't hold the thing in my hand whilst packing my shopping and I'm certainly not going to put it down anywhere, so it stays in my handbag until I'm asked to pay. Weyland, you'll just have to wait. ;D
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 10:09:09 GMT
Post by Patrick on Oct 25, 2010 10:09:09 GMT
The "Aisle Blockers" I'll go past muttering "Are you going to be there long or shall we put a fence round you". Here it's usually kids that hang around at the front of the bus - you don't really care about treading on their toes as you struggle out.
It seems only if you've regularly used the underground in London do you know how to use escalators properly. Anywhere else they haven't got a clue - unlees they have their own of course.
I look forward to the day when we have "Intelligent PavementsTM". Drop litter or let your dog cr*p on it and it delivers a sharp underfoot or underbum electric shock.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 10:19:52 GMT
Post by everso on Oct 25, 2010 10:19:52 GMT
The "Aisle Blockers" I'll go past muttering "Are you going to be there long or shall we put a fence round you". Here it's usually kids that hang around at the front of the bus - you don't really care about treading on their toes as you struggle out. It seems only if you've regularly used the underground in London do you know how to use escalators properly. Anywhere else they haven't got a clue - unlees they have their own of course. I look forward to the day when we have "Intelligent Pavements TM". Drop litter or let your dog cr*p on it and it delivers a sharp underfoot or underbum electric shock. Wonderful idea! In principle that is. I used the London Underground for 11 years when I worked in the City so I'm very adept at moving swiftly out of the way once I'm off an escalator. Some people really are hopeless though.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 10:29:47 GMT
Post by Weyland on Oct 25, 2010 10:29:47 GMT
Yes, the escalator people! A good hard shove and a "Sorreeeeeee " usually does the trick. Now, I must take issue regarding the check-out people. I'm usually on my own when I do my weekly food shop. I put the stuff on to the belt and at the same time the person at the till starts to whiz it through the scanner. I then rush round and start packing my bags. I'm busy trying to pack to avoid holding things up, so what chance is there to have my credit card ready? I can't hold the thing in my hand whilst packing my shopping and I'm certainly not going to put it down anywhere, so it stays in my handbag until I'm asked to pay. Weyland, you'll just have to wait. ;D No, no, Ev, I said "cheque book". Cheque writers, especially the ones who don't know where their cheque book is, are guilty of wilful bozotude AND being Luddites. Luckily, some shops won't take cheques any more. I haven't used a cheque since 1985 or so. It's even worse in the States. A helluva a lot more cheque usage, and regiments of huge women carrying wads of coupons to discount their trolley-loads of concentrated calories. No problem with cards, except for the PIN fumblers. I also absolutely LOVE "Need any help with packing, dear?" Mutter mutter mutter mutter mutter . . .
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 10:45:26 GMT
Post by everso on Oct 25, 2010 10:45:26 GMT
I don't know where I'd be without my credit (or debit) card. I hardly carry any proper money around usually. I have to go up to Sainsbury's this afternoon.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 12:19:23 GMT
Post by tarzanontarmazepam on Oct 25, 2010 12:19:23 GMT
When people (usually old ladies & gents) decide to tell their life stories to the cashier in the bank. Or count out pennies from purses and wallets to give the exact correct change. Or you nip into a newsagent to buy some ciggies and there's someone just in front of you who wants to pay 11 years newspaper delivery and get backcopies of 'The Paranormal' (parts 4, 7 and 14). I have often lost the will to live in newspaper shops. Though I agree with Everso...bad manners is the worst. Hate people who break wind (deliberately and with vigour)...if it's accidental...fine. Don't like bad language in public places, particularly if children are around...despite the likes of Stephen Fry arguing they are just words and should be accepted...the F word and the C word aren't good in public places (where there are children) in my book. They are ugly words and for many people can be intimidating and threatening when used in the wrong place. But Mr Fry is becoming an increasingly juvenile c**t! He believes Jonathan Ross was 'cutting edge' television. Eh?
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 12:25:39 GMT
Post by everso on Oct 25, 2010 12:25:39 GMT
I like Stephen Fry, but he is seriously WRONG about the use of bad language in public places.
We all know what the words mean and when something like that is said, usually with force and anger, they are NOT "just words".
I'm going to see "Made in Dagenham" this evening with my daughter. I shall report back because apparently there's a lot of bad language in it, which really is an anachronism. In the sixties you didn't really hear much bad language in public, especially from women. The lads in our crowd never used bad language in front of us.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 13:36:44 GMT
Post by Weyland on Oct 25, 2010 13:36:44 GMT
I like Stephen Fry, but he is seriously WRONG about the use of bad language in public places. Agreed. The tw@t. (I do agree.) Not in public, but I bet you would've heard some choice language in the Ford factory. Certainly did in the factory I was an apprentice in, including from the women. And apprentices were fair game for the women. Frightening at first, but only at first. Apprentices were there to learn, and I certainly did learn.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 13:43:29 GMT
Post by alanseago on Oct 25, 2010 13:43:29 GMT
I don't understand why people have to spit, I have never spat in my life, I would not know how. What do I do about phlegm in my throat? I dump it in hydrochloric acid. I hafta ask, Alan -- how do you do that? And why? My stomach is full of hydrochloric acid which takes care of any pathogens. I just cough it up and swallow it. Most of the phlegm in your throat is a protective covering, generated to protect or re-hydrate the channel. I remember in my junior school days, asking my friends why they constantly spit. Classic reply, : My dad said I should". One hears the mantra, 'Coughs and sneezes spread diseases!' Never a word about spitting.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 13:59:28 GMT
Post by Weyland on Oct 25, 2010 13:59:28 GMT
I hafta ask, Alan -- how do you do that? And why? My stomach is full of hydrochloric acid which takes care of any pathogens. I just cough it up and swallow it. Most of the phlegm in your throat is a protective covering, generated to protect or re-hydrate the channel. I remember in my junior school days, asking my friends why they constantly spit. Classic reply, : My dad said I should". One hears the mantra, 'Coughs and sneezes spread diseases!' Never a word about spitting. Right! I was slow there. Senior moment. Forgot it was hydrochloric. Glad I asked. I never spit either, except toothpaste and mouthwash.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 15:05:27 GMT
Post by housesparrow on Oct 25, 2010 15:05:27 GMT
Clears throat.
Old man in pub: Ay, Bert, I know things have to change, but I miss the spittoons
Bert: Aye. You always did.
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 15:16:24 GMT
Post by Weyland on Oct 25, 2010 15:16:24 GMT
<hawk> <gob>
"Get out and walk."
~ ~ ~
<hawk> <gob>
"Pick the bones out of that."
~ ~ ~
Plenty more where they came from.
I come from a coal-mining area. Who will cast the first ..er.. missile?
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Angry
Oct 25, 2010 15:57:30 GMT
Post by everso on Oct 25, 2010 15:57:30 GMT
It is a revolting habit, though, isn't it? As I said, I hold the footballers to blame for youngsters spitting.
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