They are the same ones that drive at or below the speed limit in the left lane (passing lane, fast lane here in The States) on the interstate.
When you are driving down a residential street and turn on your left turn signal to make a turn into a driveway. When you slow down for the turn the car behind you tries to pass you… on the left.
This has happened to me twice. I don’t understand.
a side effect of those automatic door openers is that they frequently make the door very hard to open manually. maybe some of them are clutched, or something, but a heck of a lot of the ones I encounter really need some “oomph” to open.
There’s a guy in my building who likes to hang his shirts on hangers right in the laundry room rather than up in his apartment. He hangs the hangers on the door handles of the upper dryers. There are four upper dryers
The last time I saw him doing this, I was also removing my clothes from a dryer. There was no one else in the laundry room, and ours were the only dryers that were in use.
I’ll leave it as an exercise for the reader to guess which dryer he used to hang his clothes on.
We had a whole thread about this. After reading it, I always push the button.
10 years doesn’t mean he was practicing 50 hours a week for the last decade. Using your chess analogy, just because a person learns to play when they are 12 and they play every now and then, and now they are 32. That doesn’t mean they have been devoting the majority of the last 20 years at mastering chess.
Maybe this guy just doesn’t care as much as you about Corpo-whatever-the-fuck. You probably aren’t as good as you think you are. And there are certainly people better than you. And some of those people have been practicing less than you have. I wonder how much they pitty you.
Wowzers, this thread has been very eye-opening for me! I haven’t felt bad about the things that I’ve said or written in a long time. Dickness and the quest for proficiency have always been aspects of my character, but I think my more recent plunge into the antisocial world of perfection seeking may have left me a little bit out of touch with reality.
In my defense, I think my original post may have misrepresented the situation. I really did intend to go there to practice my own stuff regardless of whether or not there was anyone else in the room. Also, I often approach total strangers with “Are you learning Capoeira?” or “Hey, do you do any Jiu-Jitsu?”, and it typically leads to either “Nope, sorry.” or “Hey, yeah!” followed by swapping stories or rolling around like ninjas and having boatloads of fun, regardless of the other person’s skill level. I love taking on challenges, but I also love teaching people new things. Of course, the boatloads of fun outcome doesn’t happen very often, so maybe I was just frustrated because I was hoping Flailer McGoo would be one of those rare individuals that I could actually connect with.
In any case, thanks to everyone who made a point of knocking me off of my high horse. I think we all need that from time to time.
Nah, I know the euphemism, I was just having fun based on the real definition of the word. I was picturing someone talking a morning walk inside of a very large stall.
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My favorites are the ones who combine these traits: I’ve had people make a right turn in front of me into the left lane (with no traffic in the right lane) then proceed to drive ten miles per hour under the limit.
Do you work out at my gym??
It took me a minute to figure this one out. I had an image of someone toodling along in the right lane and then steering hard a’-starboard, going up onto the sidewalk and making a great big circle to the right, eventually looping all the way around into the left lane, then chugging along slowly.
Duuuude. I just finished reading this whole thread and MAN! My REALLY?!? moment is occurring right now. I love coming to the Dope Boards because I like to have something interesting to read on my lunch break, and on occasion I like to get thoughts and advice from a diverse group of strangers. But sometimes this place leaves me with a really bad taste in my mouth.
Cryptic C62, you were just ripped to shreds by a bunch of anonymous strangers who feel safe ripping you to shreds because we’re on the interwebs. You took it like a man. You deserve kudos. And personally, I’d feel the same way if I saw some guy flailing around like a goofball, attempting to do something that I was skilled at: I’d try to find out what was going on, help if I could.
I also learned that from a Jewel Pop-up Video and have done it ever since! But yes, that is my stall, and if you’re in the second stall, tough shit. (I mean, I wish your shit well, but you know what I mean.)
The way some people drive around here, it wouldn’t surprise me in the least.
I just had a Really??! moment this morning.
I’m an IT tech and I had a case several weeks ago where the indexing for Windows Search wasn’t working correctly for a user. I sent the coworker an email explaining how to rebuild his index to fix this and even included a nice screenshot with circles and arrows for visual reference to help him along his way.
A day or so ago, he calls the Helpdesk back because his indexing still isn’t working, and his case for this is re-opened. I finally get back to working with him this morning and after I start working on the issues, he tells me that he didn’t even try the fix.
Really??! The fix involves making 5 mouse clicks, is that too complicated? And you called the helpdesk back, re-opened the case and affected my stats because you maybe didn’t want to “learn how to fish” a little? Perhaps you need a job where you don’t need to use or sell* computers so much, you can work in a bakery or breed dogs or something.**
I got done setting up the re-indexing and was getting off the phone with him when he asked how long it would take, I replied “I’m not sure. If you had done it two weeks ago, it would be done by now.”
- You would assume that people who sell computers would know a few things about computers. You would be wrong.
** Not to disparage bakers or dog breeders. I love both donuts and dogs.
Last week someone did this into the westbound lane while I was driving east. The cut-off car was a marked police car, complete with the word “POLICE” in foot high letters along the sides. 
I cackled a bit as the red and blue lights started flashing.
My own personal moment: At work I have to push a large motorized cart around areas open to the public. The thing’s about the size of a Mini Cooper cut in half lengthwise and there’s a loud beeper activated anytime the motor is on.
I was pushing this straight down an aisle and noticed a man standing ahead to my left. I steered a bit to the right to give him some space. I was less than three feet from him when he suddenly decided to take a huge step back, dead into my path. I nearly wrenched my back yanking the cart back while inventing obscenities under my breath.
Guy stood there, staring at us slack-jawed. Finally, the security guard walking with my yelled over the beeper, “Excuse us, we need to get through.”
Guy slowly shuffled over a foot to let me squeeze past.
I’m pretty sure he’s convinced it’s my fault for materializing right there with no warning and trying to run him down. :rolleyes:
I was pumping gas when the car on the other side of my island starts up and moves off, and the passenger flipped a lit cigarette that hit the ground and rolled under my car.
WTF was much too sedate for what I was saying.
I’d estimate that cigarette butts are the most common piece of litter I pick up when sweeping up at the gas station.
Joe
At one particular intersection near my house (and none of the others, weirdly), when I am the first car in line at the red light, I have gotten cars come up behind me, pull into the left lane, the oncoming traffic lane, and go around me to take a right on red. What if a car came? What if the light turned green and I went? You can’t GO AROUND a car left-ways to take a right. No. No. No. No.
I think the biggest part that made me crazy was that I mentioned it to a passenger while we were at the same intersection and she was like “Oh, they must have been in a hurry.” Argh. Can’t you just for once take my side on anything? A simple “People are such bad drivers around here” would have been appropriately supportive.
Actually, that’s exactly what I was talking about. I always start my morning with a brisk walk in a men’s room stall. What did you think I meant?