Anything infuriate you beyond proportion?

Amen, sistah! I also get steam coming out my ears when the able-bodied person in front of me just stands there tapping their foot while the poor cashier finishes bagging their groceries. HELP them, you lazy mo-fo!

The one that will someday make my head explode is when someone calls my office for information that they KNOW they are going to want to write down (providing
said information is the majority of my job) and then when I start to give them the information they say, “Wait a minute, let me find a pen.”

The day someone invents the highly-coveted device that allows you to slap someone silly through the telephone is the day I can stop taking my high blood pressure medications.

My personal favorite is when they not only take their time writing the check, but also make a point to put the transaction in their ledger too. Put it in your wallet or purse and do it later. Grgrgrgraagh!

OK, I’ve thought of another one. Definitely infuriating beyond proportion for me.

When I go to the cash register and the charge is (let’s say) 8.17 and I hand the cashier a $10 and the change is handed back to me as a “receipt sandwich”:

coins
receipt
bills

Yeesh! I hate that! I have to confess I actually lose my temper and act like a jerk, it’s such a STUPID way to give someone their change. I slam down my grocery bags and my wallet, take what has been handed to me in BOTH hands, SLAM the coins down on the counter or belt, peel the receipt away and toss IT down, pick up wallet, insert bils, pick up coins, put in pocket, pick up wallet and groceries and glare. Clueless cashier looks back at me going Wha?

PEOPLE. Wake the fuck up. That is totally not how you give someone their change. In fact, of all the way to do it wrong, that’s the wrongest.

Here’s the classic right way: "Eight seventeen out of ten, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-five, fifty, seventy-five, nine, [has been returning coins FIRST, obviously, smallest change first], ten [bill ABOVE the change], thank you [hands receipt]. It all goes into the receiving hand. Coins end up in the hollow part of the palm of the hand. Bills lay above it where they are easily snagged by the fingers and separated from the coins, one-handed, for easy insertion into the wallet. Receipt on top easily separated from the rest for discarding or pocketing separately. (No one I know puts the receipts in with the bills).

But OK that arose in the day when cash registers didn’t TELL the cashier what the change amt was. I have no problem with this alternative, more modern way: "Your change comes to one dollar and eighty four cents, here’s one [dollar goes first] and eighty four [coins] and here’s your receipt. Bill goes into palm, snagged between two fingers for easy independent handling; coins on top of bills is fine, receipt comes after and is snagged between different fingers. A quick tilt and the coins slide free and into the change pocket, the bills (trapped between index and middle finger perhaps) into wallet, and the receipt (perhaps between thumb and forefinger) kept separate for tossing out or dealing with separately.

Its that “receipt sandwich” thing that just makes me nuts. There’s no way to deal with that mess one-handed.

I think you win the thread. (the “beyond proportion”) part.

It bugs the crap out of me when somebody comes to my house without calling first.

I work at home which means I am at home most of the time, so this happens a lot. Does anybody else think it’s rude to show up at someone’s door without making plans first?

Depends entirely on the people involved and their relationship. I’ve had friends who insisted it was fine to just drop by any time, and friends who were uncomfortable with that. It is definitely rude, though, to just drop by uninvited without knowing whether the person you’re visiting is comfortable with it, though.

Unfortunately for me, “dropping by uninvited” is part of my job. I am a rental property manager, and I live in one of the properties I manage/own. Tenants are always ‘dropping by’ with a concern, a question, a complaint (and sometimes, when I’m very lucky, money).

I’ve put up a sign that asks them to please limit these visits to 9AM-7PM Monday through Friday, unless it’s an emergency. They usually don’t respect that, though. :frowning:
I have one tenant who will sometimes call me at 6:30AM to ‘see if I’m up’. Uh, yeah, I’m up, because the freakin’ phone is ringing! Seriously, I’m up by 6:15 on school mornings anyway, but I hate getting phone calls that early.

Hmmmm. So there ya go, another item for the list:
I disproportionately hate the phone ringing before 8AM or after 9PM, even if I am awake.:mad:

Why not grab your grocery bags after you’re handed the change?

When my cat was just a kitty, he disappeared for two weeks. I was devastated. My twelve-year-old neighbor told me that the gypsies ate him. Cause you know those gypsies! Ha!

Bullying enrages me. Which is odd, because I used to be a bully. But I’m not now, and when I see someone using greater size, strength, and/or status to intimidate others, it never fails to piss me off.

There’s probably a fair amount of guilt in that reaction, of course.

I just close my fist like superman trying to make a diamond outa a lump of coal and shove the mess into my pocket and deal with it later.

Not optimum, but beats stroking out or killing someone :slight_smile:

Speaking of movies, going to the movies, paying them $9.00+ for each ticket, paying $5.00 for popcorn and $4.00 for a drink, and then having to sit through COMMERCIALS infuriates me. And they’re stupid commercials too.

I would have bet the rent money against that.

The only people I know who would do that fall into two groups:

  1. people with an urgency (like “hurry, Timmy, that door on the right! I’m really sorry to bother you, but he really needed to pee and all the bars are closed…”)
  2. self-centered people who assume that since you’re there, you’re there for them.

It’s one of the reasons I can’t live in the same town as my mother and brothers. She’d be “dropping by” at all hours, which is incompatible with me working from home or getting any work down around the house.

My brothers, SiL, my friends, my mother’s friends… all call, even if it’s from downstairs saying “hey, I’m here and was wondering if it’s a good time for me to come in?” And if I say it’s a bad time, they say “ok” and we agree on when to meet, no harm, no foul.

That’s what I do, except shove it into my pocket. But I ALWAYS make a point of thanking the cashier who gives me the money “correctly”. I always said, you get more flies than honey, though there are certainly days I want to behave like AHunter!

The commercials in movies thing - I don’t mind previews, one bit. I don’t even mind that segment they have that airs TV Shows and other adverts.

It’s when I have to watch an advert for some sort of product that I get all mad.

People do not come to my house unannounced. On the very very few times they have tried I have simply not let them in.

I know whose house I running to when the zombies attack cause they will never get in !

Wait, that won’t work :smack:

If the zombies attack and you come banging on my door you’ll be lucky if you just get turned away and not, say, beaten to death with a crowbar! :slight_smile:

Ditto. To the Nth.

Agree with most of these, especially the bills, change, receipt thing!

Mine: People who bring their dogs to the off-leash dog park but don’t want any other dog to touch their dog.

Over the summer, the husband and I took our dogs to a fantastic off-leash park by the river (yes, it’s designated off-leash). People also launch the rafts from this location so there must have been about 35+ vehicles there, 50 or so people, and at least 20 dogs, including our two. Walking back to the truck, this SUV pulls up next to us and a family of four and their lovely golden retriever get out. The woman puts a leash on her dog and of course my male dog runs up to sniff. She said “Ugh, don’t let that dog touch you. I hate it when strange dogs try and sniff you” and had this look of utter disgust on her face (my dog was clean and dry, btw).

Well. Let me tell you, I had to hold myself back from screaming “Get your fucking dog out of the dog park if you don’t want any other DOGS to get close to it. There are 20 dogs down there, what the fuck are you going to do then?”

I stood at the passenger door for a good 30 seconds looking at her and debating with myself whether I should say something. I didn’t, and it still makes my blood boil just thinking about it now.

You would just love the drive-thru McD’s by my house. The cashier takes the coins, folds the receipt around them in a little bundle, then puts that on top of the bills and hands it to you. And of course you’re one-handed, because you’re using the other one to drive.

I know she’s doing it so she doesn’t drop the coins on the asphalt. But it still irritates me no end.

Count me as another who gets disproportionately irate when tailgated. It’s just such a stupid act. It creates a dangerous situation where none should exist. I wish law-enforcement was geared to aggressively curtail dangerous driving (tailgating, weaving in and out of traffic etc.) more so than speeding and petty tag infractions.