Where this behavior really makes me laugh is in the parking lot at the gym. Looks like one would want to park as far away from the building as possible to burn a few more calories walking in and out, but noooooo.
I am convinced these folks read all signage with an asterisk attached, that indicates “*except you.” I see it every single day at our Rec Center. There’s a huge sign that says “NO PARKING. Pick up or drop off only” and people park their cars their every day.
The people that don’t ignore those signs, they instead ignore the handicapped parking signs. Regular parking is somewhat far away but there is a small handicapped lot next to the pick up/drop off area. I see people roll in there and park so they can go retrieve their kids from day camp.
No, I don’t report them or say anything because I can’t see their plates or whether or not they have a tag. I don’t want to be that jerk who assumes OUT LOUD that if you wear a business suit and walk you are not handicapped. I keep that grumbly judgement to myself.
I’ll park close at our gym (the aforementioned rec center) without shame because when I’m done with my workout, I’m spent. I’m not interested in a few more calories, I’m interested in sitting down. It’s a far walk no matter where you park so I’m sure I paid my appropriate dues.
People who commitcrape murder. I live in Dallas, so it’s fairly ubiquitous, but **da-yum ** it’s irritating to see.
(For non-gardeners: it’s basically “topping” or chopping off all the tops of crape myrtles. STOP DOING THAT! The plant was fine as it was, and now you’ve gone and ruined it!)
I’ve been reading a bunch of 19th century literature from Project Gutenberg, and it’s interesting to see that “every one” and “every thing” used to be two separate words as well. So it’s not surprising that “every day” would go down the same path.
I was in a terrible mood yesterday when I walked past a car that was parked like that - I wanted to knock on the car window and ask the passenger just what it was that made her so damned special. I do make a point of staring at the people in these cars - public shaming, baby!
Oh god I HATE that.
Oh yeah. We don’t have crepe myrtles here, but people love to chop the tops and bottoms off of pines and spruces here - the result is also a crime against trees.
This is my all time favorite stupid move. I find that the people sitting in the drivers seat while parked under the “No Parking” sign always have the exact same look on their faces - I call it sheepishly defiant. They know they are in the wrong, but dammit they are going to do it anyway!
It’s 110 F outside. Inside is considerably cooler. And after a workout, that 110 might be too much.
I saw another really mundane thing today - people who park on the street so that the ass end of their car is sticking out a little bit into the driving lane. Yes, I know it is the driver’s responsibility not to run into parked cars, but people parking their cars don’t have to be jerks about it, either - straighten that shit out!
When I was ~18 and doing my first real supermarket shopping trip on my own, I left my cart neatly parked out of the way at the edge of the produce department while I walked down the bread aisle to stare indecisively at the plethora of less healthy cottony white bread choices ( at last, I thought! no more crumbly, disintegrating, texture like cardboard, colon-healthy, wheat-berry crap ). While I was doing that some supermarket drone decided my cart with its five items was abandoned and whisked it away, leaving me befuddled and lost. I wandered around in circles in a daze for about ten minutes trying to figure out where my cart was.
Ever since then I have obsessively stuck to my cart like glue, hunching over it protectively less someone try to snatch products out of it :D. When I do work up the courage the leave it unguarded for ~3 seconds, I keep one wary eye on it, ready to lunge back to defend it against unwanted intrusion. Youthful trauma can have quite the impact ;).
Speaking of shopping carts, these two older ladies in Wal-Mart shitted me today - they were completely blocking the aisle with themselves and the cart. After I said, “Excuse me,” they moved enough for me to squeak through, then moved right back to blocking the aisle again. It’s Wal-Mart, ladies - you KNOW someone else is going to want to get through the aisle you’re blocking. I think we need to make it acceptable to smack other people who are being stupid.
Every. Single. Taxi. In. LA.
Seriously, I can’t think of a time when I’ve been in a cab in this city where my driver hasn’t done this. There is no reasonable explanation for it. It has nothing to do with traffic patterns because I have often had to take a cab home from work late at night, and this involves long miles on a wide-open freeway. I just don’t get it, and it drives me up the fucking wall.
For my personal contribution, it’s people at the McDonald’s in my building who decide that the best place to wait for their order is IN THE DOORWAY. I think this might fall into the category of folks who are just clueless about being in the way, but why, when there are all kinds of perfectly good places to stand and wait, do you need to put yourself in the only position that will block people from coming in or out of the store, forcing folks to say “Excuse me!” to get by you? WHY???
My brother! I don’t know why it bothers me so much, but it does. I can’t think why people drive like that, either - how can you possibly think that constantly pushing on the accelerator is better than a smooth acceleration up to speed and then maintaining? I feel like I’m missing a piece of the puzzle here - is it just that people are that badly trained on how to drive?
Ugh - I had a friend who drove like this. It wasn’t very noticeable in city driving, but I once (once!) went on an hour highway drive with her. I really thought I would scream.
The last guy we had working for us at the deli was a really nice fella and a pretty good worker, but he always talked with mucus in his throat. Not a pleasant sound and especially around food.
But, well, it’s not parking. It’s stopping. And legally, there is a very big difference. The signs do not say “No Stopping.” When there is no stopping, the sign says “No Stopping.” If someone is stopped in the fire lane while someone jumps out real quick and grabs something, it’s not like the driver can’t move immediately if a fire truck comes along.
Sitting there for 10 minutes is wrong, and could be considered parking.
That said, I don’t tend to do it. I have stopped very quickly there to drop off my wife, but I will usually do circles in the lot (if the place is really crowded and a spot is either near impossible to find, or really far away so my wife wouldn’t be able to find it when she comes out in 2 minutes), or I’ll park if there’s an available space open. Then, I keep my eye on the door, and if I’m circling, I’ll pull up to the front while my wife jumps in. I don’t stay there, but I don’t really have an issue with people who are stopped there for a minute or two, as long as they don’t leave the car.
I knew someone that drove like this, and he said he did it because he had moved from NYC, and there’s so much traffic there that he just got used to doing it. It didn’t really make sense as an explanation, but that’s what he said. Very annoying.
*This is my cart. There are many like it, but this one is mine. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me my cart is useless. Without my cart, I am useless… *
I don’t get worked up on a lot of the grammar errors that occur. I’m so used to having seen “your” for “you’re,” “loose” for “lose,” “its/it’s” confusion, and so many others that I’m immune to most of them. But not one.
It really irritates me when I see “yeah” spelled “yea.”