At the beach that I frequent, unattractive people greatly outnumber attractive people of my preferred gender. Once in a while, however, I’ll have a good vantage point where I can view one or more of the attractive people. Fairly often, ugly overweight people will plop themselves down on the sand right in between me and the people of interest, completely ruining my view.
Another problem I have with the beach is how many obnoxious little kids there are, but I won’t get any further into that right now.
Over the years I’ve come to seethe at certain behavior that’s so “benign” it’s insulting.
When speaking with a customer service or especially sales representative, whether it’s in person, by phone, or online chat, they do this thing where they end seemingly every single sentence with my name. Sometimes it’s the formal version of my first name, or “Mr Whatever”
I’m sure it’s probably some taught technique that’s supposed to lend the vibe of being personable, but it’s so overdone that it comes across to me as patronizing, even smarmy.
I’ve found it’s even worse at poolside, especially those at hotels and such. All that hard concrete for sound to echo off of, and it really carries. “Mom! Mom! Watch!..thunshhhhh!. Mom! Mom!..Look!..Kuppluncshhhh!”
It’s even worse when the first name they’ve got, because it’s what’s on the credit card, because it’s what’s on the bank account, because unless I legally change it that’s what has to be on the bank account (and on the medical records) is not the (version of middle) name I actually go by.
Not only are they calling me by name every six words – but it’s the wrong name.
I wonder if adaptive cruise control might be at play here. Like, they don’t particularly care what speed they go, so they just merge onto the freeway and they turn on the adaptive cruise control to match the speed of the car in front of them, which happens to be you.
It’s been done to me too, when in person or by phone, mispronouncing my last name ( over and over ) because they’re too lazy to read it to properly sound it out, and just “shoot from the hip” based on the “footprint” of the word after just a quick glance. You can tell they’re one of these go go go types from their rapid-fire frenetic salesman-talk.
Probably has plaques on the wall of his office or den at home heralding awards for ‘Sales Excellence’.
My mom passed away 16 years ago, and I inherited her car, which I still have. Every time I take it to the dealer for service, they call me by my mom’s name, even though I’m clearly a man. Every time, I correct them, and ask them to change the name of ownership in their computer. They tell me they have, until the next time I bring it in.
I doubt it–in order be to drafting, you’ve got to be practically tailgating, and DCnDC stated that they’re not tailgating. Plus, drafting works best when you’re following a big truck, not a passenger car, pickup truck, or SUV.
I’ll add that drafting is also incredibly dangerous, as the “drafter” cannot see around the truck, and cannot react in time if the truck brakes.
Ooooh, this. In the apartment building I just moved out of, there’s always someone at the front desk. All but one of these employees will either ignore me or make eye contact and nod when I pass through the lobby
But this one cracker-eating bitch has to hit me with an aggressive “good morning” every time and I haaaaaaate it. I am just checking the mail; leave me alone!
AIUI, adaptive cruise control won’t exceed the speed you set it at. So if the lead car speeds up enough, it should be able to pull away from the follower.
On one occasion I had a driver following me on the highway at an uncomfortably short distance. I sped up as fast as 90, and as slow as 45, and he stayed there. No traffic, he had every opportunity to pass. I had to actually get off of the highway (and immediately back on) to get rid of him. Not sure if he was trying to mess with me or was just driving completely in zombie mode.
Folding reversed-clothing from the laundry. Seriously, why do people turn their clothes inside out for the laundry? I don’t see it doing a damn thing, 'cause it’s the same washer, same dryer, same water, and same dry cycle as always. It’s an unnecessary extra step in a process I loathe doing anyway.
Windows Word/Excel/PowerPoint/etc., all installed on my desktops, are taking a full 45 seconds to boot up and get to a working status. It used to take all of 5-10. What the hell, Gates?
People who see me, know me, and call me “guy,” in a greeting. As in, “Hey guy!” Call me by my mother-cluckin’ name, or just say “Hey!”
When someone says, “Have a good one!”? One what? Hour? Day? Geological epoch? Seriously, this is one of the laziest things I’ve heard from people, and it seems to be growing in popularity.
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Oh, and those damn kids are on my lawn again.
IME it’s a matter of undressing technique. Instead of pulling a shirt over your head from the neck up, if you pull from the bottom up, it ends up inside out. Tight pants, same thing but in reverse (pull off from the leg bottoms, outside-out; pull from the waistband down, inside-out).
My wife deliberately turns pants and shirts inside-out when washing them. I think her idea is that the sweaty inside parts of clothing will get more exposure to soapy water that way.
At this point, laundry data points on a series of 5-10+ year worn-from-wearing t-shirts will be statistically insignificant. Any changes will be in the noise.
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And no, I won’t try it, 'cause I’ll have to undo it before folding them.