Driving really slow in a fast car. The other day I got behind a nice little Camaro, going waaaay under the speed limit. That guy should be arrested for mopery and his car should be given to ME and I’ll drive it properly.
YES!!! I used to work at a grocery store with 10-items-or-less lanes, but we were forbidden by management to enforce this, because that would be “rude” to the offender, who is a paying customer. Not only that, but we weren’t allowed to tell anyone that we were forbidden to enforce the express lane rules, because that made the store look bad. So after I got done ringing up Li’l Miss Entitled and her 50 items, and the next person in line complained that I didn’t send LME to another lane, I had to apologize!
ARRGH!!! It’s been over a decade since I worked there, and it still pisses me off!
Litterers. Specifically, the wastes of air who go out to a lovely river for a day of fishing or camping and drinking and chuck their empties. What the fuck are they thinking – “Yep, unspoiled nature was great, but I’m done with it now – screw the next guy.” For these guys, I’d wield the flail myself.
Sales clerks that help people on the phone before customers in line who are actually going to spend money. I don’t mind if they’re on the phone when I walk up but if there is a line of people waiting and they choose to answer the phone and say anything other than “Can you please hold?” I get very cranky.
This is the usual reason. You gotta love the logic: let’s have a policy of rudeness to the five people in line who have to wait, in order not to offend the delicate sensibilities of those who choose to flout our prominently posted rule.
I routinely confront the egregious violators (e.g. those with 20+ items in the “10 or less” aisle). I’m often thanked by the others in line.
I think anyone who even casually associates with cow-orkers should be flogged!
That, and people who test while driving.
People who drive slow in a no passing zone only to speed up to over the limit so you have difficulty passing.:mad:
later, Tom.
DOH!:smack:
How ironically moronic!
“TEXT while driving”
sheesh, somebody flog me…
WAG, fire-flying is using any sort of glowing device in a dark area.
I’ve never actually seen one, but Fireflys or Lightning bugs are critters that glow in the dark.
Secret? I haven’t seen the trailer or the movie, but I’m pretty sure there was no secret. Or is this a whoosh?
Those sick people who keep a jar full of new, unsharpened pencils on their desk.
People who’s kids just destroy the store… Pick up after your kids and control them. I do mine!!
Also people who feel the need to do the whole “arrest him officer” joke… i mean come on… don’t you think i hear this everyday… once I’d like to tase the person who does this…
Drunk drivers.. come on.. haven't you seen the PSA's.. what bigger clue must we give you?? Two drinks should be the max..Anyone who talks in the theater during a play or movie.
The aforementioned left lane bandits.
People who take their ill-behaved children to nice restaurants.
Anyone famous for being famous, the “press” who made them that way and the idiots in the general public who made it profitable for them to do so.
Bicyclists who ride on the sidewalk, against traffic or who flout traffic laws.
Drivers who don’t give bicyclists extra space.
Another one about driving on the freeway, which I just experienced: people who slam on their brakes when they see a cop, even though they are driving at a reasonable speed. If you’re doing 60 in a 55, you’re fine, you morons. You don’t need to slow down to 45.
Double flogging if the cop is on the other side of the freeway. What’s he going to do, crash through the barrier to chase you down? :rolleyes:
I’ve taken to doing this confrontation thing; the older I get, the less willing to be imposed on I become.
That’s not a spoiler. We know that there’s a baby, and in fact, a dead baby, in the first scene of the film. The mystery is where the baby came from and who/what was responsible for the baby ending up dead.
Much like it’s not a spoiler to point out that Kevin Spacey dies in American Beauty. He says so himself in the narration that opens the film.
My candidates: people who casually call women bitches or whores.
People who use the last toilet paper or paper towels in a public restroom and don’t communicate that fact to anyone with the capacity to rectify the situation.
People who drive on slippery, snowbank narrowed, salt-potholed wintertime roads, with snow falling, and cannot put down the cell phone, the hot coffee, the Big Mac, and put two hands on the wheel and pay attention to the unusual driving conditions. Especially people who can’t do that when they’re driving 3 ton behemoth SUVs.
Oh man, so many floggings to be handed out, so little time…
There’s:
People that park right under a NO PARKING AT ANY TIME sign or at a red curb, because it’s* them*, they’re special, and they’ll only be a minute. Assume the position to be flogged.
People that I’m driving around in my car because they need a ride who proceed to criticize my driving. Get out and walk then, motherfucker- right after I flog you.
People that ride the center (turning) lane for half a mile because they don’t want to get into traffic so they create their own special lane just for them. Let the flogging commence.
My neighbors who put their shoes in the dryer at eleven o’clock at night, and their dryer sits mere feet away from my bedroom window, outside. I flogging you and your stupid yappy dog.
Right. This past weekend, we went to a National Battlefield. It was crowded, and we circled the parking lot looking for a spot. A family returned to their SUV and started to get in; mom, dad, older boy got in, younger boy stopped and carefully pulled several pieces of trash out of his pocket, dropped them on the SACRED GROUND THEY HAD COME TO HONOR, and got into the vehicle.
My wife jumped out and motioned for the driver to roll down his window. She pointed to the trash and told the family to pick it back up. The driver declined.
There was a park ranger 25 feet away whom we’d briefly exchanged greetings with earlier. My wife called him over and he did NOT seem happy when he saw what was going on. He began talking to the driver (I couldn’t hear what was being said) and the kid popped back out of the SUV and began scurrying around picking up his crap.
Years ago we were entering an animal sanctuary ON EARTH DAY when the car ahead of us opened a window and threw trash out RIGHT NEXT TO THE $1000 FINE FOR LITTERING sign.
When we confronted them they had to think for a while before they even realized they’d thrown anything out – apparently it was second-nature to them to carelessly open the window and expel whatever they were done with.
What on earth is wrong with people?
I’ve had them shoot at the guy in front of me in North Little Rock. 
Is it wrong that reading this thread is turning me on?
Yes. You must speak with a Minister or Physician as soon as possible.