Someone cut in front of me in line at a drive-thru recently. I was sitting in line, and I should have been the next car at the speaker. I had a normal stopping distance between me & the car in front of me. A car drove up and the driver wedged the corner of her front bumper between me & the other car. When the other car drove to the window, she just hit the gas & drove in front of me. I couldn’t do anything about it, because I would have hit her…once she had that front bumper wedged in, I was stuck. What a bitch.
To the asshole couple at my NA meeting last night. Fuck you very much for bringing your child to a place where she quite obviously could not remain quiet for more than a nanosecond.
It’s supposed to be an atmosphere of recovery you fucktards, not an atmoshere of preschool! The poor kid babbled and screeched through the speaker’s time, and all the sharing segments as well. The idiot mother finally decided that when daughter started wailing incessantly so loud that no one else could be heard, maybe now she would take her outside.
Oh but we all had to only wait an hour for you to do that. Thanks bitch.
Friday night, 12:15 a.m. some jackass visiting someone in my apartment complex parks his truck right outside my bedroom window, in the handicap parking spot of course, with the hiphop music blaring. Goes into his friend’s apartment, leaves the truck running with radio blaring for 45 minutes. I cannot even fathom the mindset of someone who would do this! Someone called the cops (not me), who arrived just as he was coming out to leave. I was so hoping this jackass would have warrants out or contraband on him and leave here in that cop car, but no… the cops talk to him and wish him a good night as they all leave. Fucker, why don’t you tell me where you live, so that I can park right outside *your * bedroom window when you’re sleeping— oh wait, that’s probably during the day when I’m WORKING! Bastard! :mad: I hate people that fuck with my sleep.
Thanks for the English language link. I only had links from the Swedish tabs, which, while colorful, would not have been all that useful to post.
I doubt that they will call it a tie, as Sweden was about to take a penalty kick, which gave them a huge advantage. To call it a tie would be rewarding the Danish fan (who, oddly enough, is reported to be a Dane currently living in Sweden).
Heja Sverige!
Next to our house is a community center. It’s often rented out for events, unfortunately. Some people realize that, duh, there are houses on three of four sides of the place and keep the music at a tolerable level – although I’ll never forget coming home on Memorial Day a year ago to find out entire house literally vibrating from the bass from next door; our poor dogs were freaked! – and most will turn it down after 11:00, which is when our noise ordinance goes into effect.
So last night the carnival that does its annual stopoff as a fundraiser for the volunteer fire department arrives to set up. I’m not sure why they had to have their music blaring to where I could hear it through the closed windows of my bedroom over the television that I had turned up louder than I like simply to be able to hear it, but at least that I could cope with, although since I’ve got some kind of a bug that includes a throbbing headache, I wasn’t particularly pleased.
But when at 11:45 at night their kids started running around screaming and shouting and rattling the piles of hazardous and dangerous metal and wood behind the community center? Jesus Christ on a pogo stick, people, you’re here EVERY YEAR. You of ALL people should know people live next door! Control your damn kids!
At least the cops arrived within ten minutes of my call this time. Sometimes they take far, far longer, alas. I wish I could catch the management of the center during the 15 minutes a week they apparently bother to show up and give them a piece of my mind. Fuckers.
Really low on the “asshat” scale, but I was still dumbfounded. Went to breakfast this morning and sat at the counter at the diner. The guy next to me had ordered three pancakes – the big, cover-the-entire-plate kind. No problem with that – he’s hungry. But he took the nearly full syrup dispenser, upended it and kept pouring. I kept expecting him to think, “enough”, but no. He just kept pouring until his plate was essentially syrup held in place by pancake. When he left, the syrup dispenser was empty.
I guess I just have a low tolerance for public gluttony, but it seems to me that unless you work on a fishing vessel hauling king crab in the Bering Strait, you don’t really need to be consuming maple syrup in coke-can sized quantities.
Shoulda just backed out, driven around the corner to the window, and bought her order. 
You are making a left turn. I am making a right. I am more likely to be able to make my turn before you. Please, do not creep so far forward over the stop line that I can’t see the cars coming from the left. It’s annoying, and rude.
Susan
I want a bumper sticker that says, “Practice random weirdness and senseless acts of whimsy!” 
When traffic on the main road is slow and backed up just after an intersection, a car approaching that intersection - on the main road - will often and rightly stop just before the intersection to avoid “blocking the box”. There are several intersections like this on my route to work.
Roughly 25% of the time, a car approaching from the intersecting road will see this as an opportunity to take a right on red onto the main road. Blocking the box. And often costing the car on the main road its chance to go through legally because the light changes just as the traffic begins to move through.
When you’re told about a proposed Scout activity for your kid, that will cost extra and you need to pay the leader in advance before she purchases tickets for your kid… and you tell the leader your kid will be attending so the leader trusts you for the money… but you don’t show up for the event… HELLO, you still need to pay the leader or she’s out the cash or she has to use troop funds to cover the expense which means the rest of the troop suffers because YOU’RE irresponsible. And if you take cookie orders, and pick up all the pre-ordered cookies, you DO have to remit all the money to the troop and not tell them at the last minute that you couldn’t find some of the people. AGAIN, the troop is out of pocket for those cookies and you’re screwing all the other kids. When your own kid is a really sweet kid but you’re not living up to your own responsibilities… OK, those aren’t quite so random but they don’t warrant their own thread.
I had an experience at the other end of the spectrum. At a Burger King near my house they have two menu boards, one at the speaker and one for people waiting in line. I got in line behind a guy at the menu board for those in line. There was no one I could see in front of him. I sat there for a couple of minutes, then pulled around him to order at the speaker. Once I did this the guy got upset and yelled at me. I flipped him off and ordered my food.
I thought the guy was checking the menu board, but I wasn’t sure. When he just sat where he was and didn’t pull up…
Yeah… I won’t argue that I can be an asshole too.
Yes she was, but how much is normal for you? I leave about 6 inches between bumpers.
I’ve heard this called “chain blocking.” Where the police can expect it to happen, such as large sporting events, they pounce on offenders and generate thousands of dollars revenue handing out tickets.
I propose a “asshole monitor” in all new vehicles, to detect whenever the driver chain-blocks, fails to signal a left turn while someone is clearly waiting for them to pass so they can make a right turn, etc; all the things that waste gasoline. Infractions would be transmitted to a central database, which would send out monthly “asshole invoices” to the offenders.
Amen. Amen amen amen. Twice today this happened to me. Once, I inched forward, he inched forward, I tried to inch forward again but he stuck himself out there so far that the car coming down the road had to swerve out of his way. Why do this?
A-fucking-men.
I’m going to have disagree with both you. Too many times, I wait and wait and wait for the guy in front of me to make his right turn (if he’s turning onto a street with four lanes - two in each direction - it seems as if he’ll make his turn only when both lanes of traffic coming towards him are clear, notwithstanding the fact that he’s only going into the right-hand lane after turning). So, rather than waiting any longer, and getting more and more pissed, I do move out along his left and try to make my turn. It is absolutely astounding to me that much of the time I can make my left turn while the asshole* in the right lane still hasn’t made his right turn.
*Of course, I am not calling you assholes or even implying that you are. But, if you don’t make your right turn even though I’ve made my left, then, I am afraid you too are an asshole 
I’ve often thought that there should be asshole monitor cops. Cops that drive around in unmarked cars just watching (and ticketing) for asshole-ish things.
Not using blinkers
Cutting people off
Making a right from the left lane
Going straight from a left turn only
Weaving in and out of lanes.
That kinda stuff. They just quietly drive around like normal traffic, but always keeping their eyes open for rude and dangerous driving behavior.
I think city roads and freeways would become much safer and easier to drive after a few months of that.
There’s a major intersection near my house with larger-than-life “No U-Turn” signs everywhere, and yet I’d say at least 75% of the time when I’m at that intersection, I see someone making a U. I really don’t understand why so many people feel it’s perfectly okay to flagrantly disregard a well-marked traffic instruction, but disregard it they do.
What pisses me off about this the most is that 9 times out of 10, it is a giant truck, van or SUV making the left. Which means they can easily see over my little sedan even if I am inched past them on the right a little ways, but I have no hope of ever making a right as long as they don’t let me see around them! This happens to me * all the time*.
I’m not sure we’re talking about the same scenario. I don’t have a problem with someone pulling alongside the left to turn the other way. But when the left turner pulls further and further in front, blocking my field of vision, it makes it impossible for me to see if anybody’s coming, so I end up having to wait until they start making the left before I know if I can go.
It doesn’t matter how many lanes of traffic I’m trying to turn into–if I can’t see any of the oncoming traffic I can’t turn.