I forgot taggers. That’s such a mild name for them - how about calling them, “Destructive little assholes who like to wreck everyone else’s property because they are too stupid to realize that their “fun” is someone else’s work and money?”
I had the same thing happen a couple of weeks ago, when I had the bald-assed audacity to actually STOP at a STOP sign! The nerve of me!
This is how the parking lot is laid out at the supermarket closest to my home.
Assume the unlabeled spots are also occupied by visibility-blocking SUVs/minivans/pickups. The white CAR on the left is traveling the proper direction and sees the empty spot in front of “YOU” and starts to turn into it, only to have “YOU” suddenly appear. Thanks to the SUVs on your left, you couldn’t see that car approaching, not to mention the fact that the way your car is pointing, you’re basically driving on “the wrong side of the street”.
Likewise, due to the angle and the SUVs, you can’t see that white “CAR” two spaces to the right backing out, and if you try to turn into the proper direction of traffic, you risk that guy backing right into you when you suddenly appear behind him.
If you backed out instead, oncoming drivers behind you would see your backup lights before you even moved. Plus, once you backed out you would be in the lane pointing the proper direction for the flow of traffic.
Good luck backing into a space in that parking lot layout without completely blocking the flow of traffic. And once you’re finished shopping, good luck loading your groceries into your trunk (if that’s what you do) while there’s another car with it’s front end inches from the back of your car.
Anything Kardashian: don’t know who they are, but wish they would go away.
Lindsey Lohan
The GOP slate: god help us all
Vampire movies.
My neighbor’s three barking dogs
People who knock on my door selling something, despite the “No Solicitors” sign, and then tell me “I wouldn’t be doing my job if I paid attention to that sign” ::stabby::
People who walk four abreast on the sidewalks and expect ME to get out of the way; I don’t.
Fred Meyer’s “senior discount”: one day per month and 10% off on only certain selected in-store products? Really? Last time there, I saved a whopping $.33 on $50 worth of groceries, which is something like 0.6%.
Chili without beans: not really, but perhaps I can get a brawl started
For angled parking with one way driveways driving in and backing out is more appropriate since that is what the lot is designed to support.
If the traffic in the lanes are two way however as it seems to be indicated in your diagram it’s pretty much a draw with people being required to pay some god damned attention before they pull into traffic. The responsibility in this case lies with the person pulling out of the parking lot to ensure it’s safe to proceed.
*Oh, heavenly Cecil, help us this day to not highjack this righteous thread with arguments about parking properly. Please guide us to a pit thread or an IMHO thread for this important discussion. Help us to remember that this particular thread right here is about top peeves of 2011. Give us this day our daily bitching opportunities, so that other people may not trespass against us. Amen. *
My current peeve: People who can’t see floor directories, don’t know what they are, or don’t want to fucking bother using them.
I work in a medical center. I do not work with patients often, and right now I’m the only person in the division of my department, so I’m pretty overwhelmed and interruptions tend to derail what I’m doing.
My office is maybe 15’ down the hall from one of the elevator banks on my floor. People get off the elevator and immediately in front of them is a large-print floor directory. Tons of them wander straight past that and end up in my office (small waiting room, usually dimmed lights since I’m not expecting anyone except during very particular times, obscure name on the door).
Reasons?
They want to know where a particular room number is. That means they fail at counting, because if you go down the hall one way, the numbers get bigger. The other way, the numbers get smaller. (Alternate: They fail at figuring out how floor numbering works, as they’re asking for a room number on another floor. I direct them back to the elevators.)
They want to know where a particular doctor’s office is. There are multiple floor directories on the floor, including one in front of each elevator bank. The doctors are all listed on there, as are the clinic names. You walked right past a directory when you arrived on this floor, and my office is immediately around the corner from a directory.
They want to know where a particular doctor’s office is, but don’t know the name of the doctor. :smack: OK, if you’re seeing a doctor in my department, I can call each of the clinics and ask if you have an appointment with them. If you’re not seeing a doctor in my department… well, I’ll have to look up the main number for the department and hope we can figure something out. (Please bring along all the info for your appointment next time.)
They want a job. Sorry, talk to HR or go on the medical center’s website. I have almost zero control over who gets hired, even when we are looking for employees. (And currently, we are looking for a coworker for me, but I still can’t take your resume.)
They want to sell something. Fuck off. I don’t care if you’re a restaurant down the street promoting your delivery service or some suit from a pharma company looking for a ‘back way in’ to talk to a doctor. I’m one person, and the office looks deserted and it’s tiny. Go to the big brightly-lit places all around.
The ones I feel sorry for? The people who have been directed to the wrong building by fellow employees. If other employees spent more than 2 seconds redirecting people who are wandering lost in the medical complex, they wouldn’t send people looking for inpatient rooms over to the clinic building. Fucking ask the lost person what they’re looking for, clarify why they’re here today, etc. I’ll often either call around to find out exactly where someone needs to go, or walk them down to the information desk myself, or even walk them to a place if I know where it is but think it’s a little tricky to find.
And still, I greet everyone with a smile and do my best to help them.
Addendum: And my inlaws, who insist on everyone getting together for linguine and clam sauce on Christmas Eve. They make an alternate sauce for the vegetarians in the group. A year or two ago, they forgot an alternate, so we had nothing to eat - because that’s all they make. No appetizer. No bread. Nothing else. Just linguine with a sauce. They refuse to let anyone bring anything; that’s not “tradition.” Meanwhile my husband is working late tonight, so I don’t even get to see my own family on Christmas Eve, and had to push that back to New Year’s. So instead I “get” to help keep him sane at this get-together tonight. We’re seeing the inlaws on Christmas too.
Dogwhistle racism. People who make coded, vague, just-barely-not-but-still-clearly-toeing-the-line racist statements. Girlfriend, just come right out at say what you mean, and stand behind it. I won’t respect you, but at least you’ll do me the courtesy of clearly indicating that you are an idiot. We all know what you’re doing, so stop metaphorically batting your eyelashes and acting all “but that’s not what I said!”
Sanctimonious jackasses. Go sit in the corner with Great Aunt Ida if you’re going to be a curmudgeon.
While I do agree that fans should be “well-behaved”, especially with young ones nearby, I can’t say I agree with the rest of your peeve as I moved to better seats several times in my life (at least the younger me did). I think, however, that moving down becomes fair game after a reasonable amount of time – say, the start of the 3rd period of a hockey game – when I know the ticket is unsold or the ticket-holder is a no-show.
BTW, $10 and $24 tickets? I’m guessing we’re talking about minor league hockey, as you can’t even get into the parking lot at a Flyers game for $10.
I think you mean they’re struggling to stay in the black. I would imagine that staying in the red is not much of a struggle.
That’s how the parking lot at the local Costco is set up, and yes, I much prefer that. My “peeve” in that lot is the people who drive the wrong direction down the aisles.
How can it be chili without motherfucking beans???
Mine: the guy in the apartment next door who a) only owns two CDs and 2) has never heard of headphones. Please, I’m trying to listen to my shitty boy bands over here!