Little things that irritate in a big way - Cafe edition

People who get pissed over trivial nitpicks.

Stores have no business making their checkout personnel ask their customers personal shit. "

Bite me, that’s my ZIP code".

Spec-Fic writers that don’t bother with the simplest sanity checks.

No Ordinary Family has already established itself as a mediocre super-show, such that even Dopers don’t think it’s worth discussing, so I’m glad you gave me a spot to post this.

On the show, Julie Benz’ character can move really fast. When she revealed her power to her lab assistant, they tried to gather some data and determined she ran a mile every 6 seconds or so, which comes out to 600 miles an hour.

In this week’s episode, the lab assistant was going to be transferred to Miami. The show is set in a fictional town called ‘Pacific Bay’, which is clearly in California. And she says, “But I did the math, and at your speed, that’s only 7 and half minutes away, so we can still have lunch together every day.”

Well, I actually did the math, and to travel that distance in that time would require travel at more than 18,000 miles an hour, if she was willing and able to cross into Mexico and run right across the Gulf. If she wanted to stay on land and in the U.S., she’d have to go a bit faster yet. She’d be approaching escape velocity (about 25,000 miles/hour).

I know I’m a nerd, but anyone who is not completely innumerate or totally hopeless on U.S. geography must have seen immediately that their numbers were wrong. Why didn’t anyone at the show?

Was that aimed at me? If so, I can assure you I’m entirely sober.

Besides, a good home had to be found for all those poor little aitches that you lot so callously remove from the word “herbs” without any thought for their future well-being.

The aitch was silent for almost 600 years before some pleeb started pronouncing it in the 19th century. So history is on our side of the pronunciation.

From:

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/herb

Also you guys did not invent the language.

If you are so fussy about grammar, why do you use weird punctuation between paragraphs?

You’re taking this very seriously. Can I tempt you to a yoghurt? It may help you relax.

Or a nice MASSage.

I’m annoyed by sloppy gun and rifle use in movies and TV shows, especially from characters that are or were in the military and should know better than to run around with a finger curled around the trigger of a weapon set to full auto.

That, and when the hero is out of bullets, the gun is now worthless and he tosses it aside.

You want nitpicky, I’ll give you nitpicky:

I hate that mom look that women in commercials give their husbands and children when they’re either messy or do something clueless. You know, that one - hands on hips, shoulders slightly shrugged, knowing smirk, all the while looking at the camera like, “They’re stupid, but what can you do? Good thing I’m here or they wouldn’t be able to tie their shoes!”

I also hate listening to commercials from drug manufacturers on the radio. There’s one for a clinical trial in my area looking for people over the age of 30 who are tired, moderately to severely overweight and not really interested in sex. Apparently these “symptoms” mean you have some sort of fatigue-type syndrome that needs to be treated with medication. Not, you know, sleep, exercise and better nutrition, which isn’t mentioned anywhere in the ad.

Because when I post from my Blackberry, if I insert a paragraph break, the BB ignores those paragraph breaks and mushes everything into one paragraph. But if I insert a paragraph break (“carriage return”) and then put a period and then another carriage return, the BB’s formatting genie honors them.

I post regularly on other message boards, and on that one, when I post from my Blackberry and insert a carriage return the BB honors it and my post is broken into paragraphs. It just seems to be this one.

(Betcha didn’t see that one coming, eh?)

+1 to the person who objects to the misuse of LESS and FEWER. YES!!

I know, right? Dreadful. That look that says everyone who lives in the home (including their rugged, good-looking husband, who, presumably was an adult when they married) is completely clueless and incompetent!
“Geez, I just spilled crap all over the previously-spotless counter! Whatever shall I do??”
(Irritating Mom) “Let me get these new Name Brand paper towels that I was brilliant enough to suggest we purchase, after you wanted to buy the generic brand!”

The commercial closes with the husband giving the camera a clueless-but-grateful look, and the wife giving the camera a superior smirk that makes me want to bitch-slap her.

I’d rather bitch-slap the husband. Because he is typically the one who made the mess in the first place, and he’s acting like he doesn’t know how to work a paper towel.

That’s my irritant: grown men in commercials are almost never shown cleaning up their own messes. Gentlemen, you are no longer three years old. If you are the one who makes a mess, YOU will be the one cleaning it up.

Try CR Shift+Space CR. In other words, “Shift+Space” instead of period.

Well, in those commercials, I agree with you. The commercials that come to my mind, you see the wife watching her husband make a big mess, and step in with a superior, knowledgeable look on her face before he ever has a chance to make a move. Or he’ll do something really stupid like, oh, reach for a sponge (what the hell can he be thinking, trying to wipe up with a sponge?? :rolleyes: ) and she’ll come along all superior, explaining why it’s better to use New Plentiful Paper Towels.

Somehow, he never comes back with a response about how cleaning up with a sponge doesn’t clog landfills nearly as much. . .

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Thanks for the suggestion. As you can see, it didn’t work.

Very strange. It came out as “OK[CR][space][CR][space][space][CR][space][CR]I’ll”

I think there is some combination of whitespace that will give the desired result but it would require some experimentation to figure it out.

I put in some extra lines and spaces just for good mojo. Some of the spaces were spaces and some were shift-spaces.