Isn’t that why you use self-checkout? So you don’t have to interact with people?
I also hate it when well intending people want to help me load my stuff into my car. I’m picky about that too, goddamnit!
I was at a concert in NYC and ten minutes into the show, two rather large individuals, arms bursting with food and drink have to squeeze past me and my friend to get to their seats. They proceed to inhale the food and talk to each other non-stop. My friend made the observation that these people couldn’t be bothered to make it to the show on time (expensive tickets) yet they damn sure made time to grab food they clearly could have skipped, and they clearly weren’t interested in the band since instead of listening to them they had to talk about their day. Still bugs me 29 years later.
So neither benign nor appropriate. But all too commonplace.
So your long term seething is totally appropriate. 
My across the street neighbor has a french bulldog. Not the neighbor across the cul-de-sac, but behind the house, and across the large three-lane road.
They only let the dog out during the daytime, and only for 20 minutes at a time, but the dog just screeches the whole time. And I get it, he’s a dog, he’s allowed to make noise in his yard during the day for a few short minutes.
But if I’m honest, the mere existence of the breed just gnaws at my last nerve. It’s just irresponsible breeding. A sound like this should have been bred out in the first generation. He honest to Og squeals like that the whole time he’s outside. You would think he was being tortured.
Anybody driving faster than me is a crazed lunatic and “where is a cop when you need one”
Anybody driving slower than me needs to get out my way and is a old fart who needs to turn in his license.
My speed is the perfect speed (even if it is technically illegal, because the cops only enforce traffic laws for revenue…except for that maniac driving too fast past me or the old fart driving too slow, the cops should pull them over)
Very true, as said best by the late, great George Carlin
Grapes and cherries are generally sold by the lb so you are free to buy a half lb or 3lb depending on your needs. They use those open bags with holes to prevent sweat. If you put grapes, cherries, or Brussels sprouts in the non-breathing standard produce bag, it won’t be long until you have a rotten mess.
So the bags are open, add or remove as you need, zip up the bag while you’re wheeling it around the store and driving it home. Once you get home and they’re going to sit in the bag in your fridge, open the bag again and let the air circulate.
Just make sure they are before you go breaking up bags. Most of the time, yes, they are sold by weight, but every now and then, they are priced by the bag.
Every email at work that immediately refers to the recipients as a “TEAM”. This makes me seethe because I haven’t agreed to be part of any team - and it is usually just one person (sometimes me) who will do the work to solve whatever the person who sent the email has for a concern.
In which case it’s required to be in a sealed container rather than an open bag.
SO many times, I’ve almost asked the barista “Hey, why no Express Lane?”
Or would that be an Americano Lane?
Espresso Lane.
I do this sometimes because a lot of people DO blow stop signs in my area like it’s nothing. Last year my car was totaled and I was left with a lot of damages when someone ran a stop sign into my rear driver’s side. That wasn’t a 4way stop. I was on a main road and they just… didn’t stop. So, not directly related, but I feel like I have to make sure people stop at stop signs, and red lights since I lot of people blow right through them, too.
After I have been working late, I usually stop by the convenience store for a six pack of beer so I can smash a couple to relax.
Invariably, the store is winding down with only one cash register open and one employee able to run the register.
The only other person in the store is the customer in front of me who has decided to do her weekly grocery shopping in the store. She also is buying three packs of cigarettes, all off brands which the clerk has to dig into the inventory to find. She is also purchasing snuff and off-brand cigarillos for her husband which are located in the back. Oh, and she did forget that she needs to send a Western Union MoneyGram and buy six different kinds of scratch off lottery tickets.
Oh, the clerk needs to see her ID? That’s buried under a mound of items in her purse, which after she returns it to her purse, she then removes everything again to get to her debit card. Swipe, swipe. It’s a chip machine. Which is not working.
I’m not in any hurry, but for some reason I want to murder this woman.
Well, she’s delaying your beer smashing. Understandable.
That gas station convenience store thing happens to me all too often. It seems the gas pump ( or gas pumpS ) are always out of receipt paper, and so all I want to do is come inside and get a damned receipt from the register clerk, and the one or two customers in front of me are doing exactly as you described.
Hell, I need to smash a few beers after that.
Receipts? For work reimbursement, or do you keep all of yours and match them up?
My wife used to do that (at least the “keep them all” part), but we’re fortunate to be in a position where if a $10.12 charge hits us at $11.12 it doesn’t matter (and the time spent doing the matching is better spent for me mindlessly watching TV (especially considering that I don’t remember the last time there was a problem (back when we bothered))).
I scan the monthly bill for reasonableness and call it good. Occasionally there is a charge neither of us initially remembers but they always (so far) turn out to be legit.
Same here. My Wife updates her check registry manually (we don’t share bank accounts). Whatever floats her boat, I think it’s rather a waste of time though.
I think there should be a “Take A Long Time” store beside every convenience store and we could send those other people over there.