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When somebody rides an escalator all the way to the top or bottom and steps off and just stops. THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE IN THE UNIVERSE. GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY.
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When comedians turn self-righteous. STFU and tell some jokes, jokebitch.
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The utterly inane, inescapable cacophonous babble of teenagers on the train, on the day when I forgot my iPod with ginormous noise-canceling headphones.
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Speaking of iPods: earbuds. Listen, people, you’re sticking those in your ear. Didn’t you pay attention to Mr. Rogers? You’re not supposed to shove stuff in there! Fucking gross.
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Cleaning my room.
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When you’re taking an online class, and are assigned to a group with five others to complete a project, and three of them decide that that’s the best time to drop the class.
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For that matter, professors who assign shit to groups. I made it to college. I don’t need lessons on how to make friends.
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Disassembling the somewhat falling-apart irreparable modular bookcase so I can finally throw it out, that for some reason I thought would be a good idea to apply glue to when I was putting it together lo these many years ago.
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Splinters.
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When some jackass gets on the subway and decides the best place to stand is right in front of the fucking door. THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE IN THE UNIVERSE. WE’RE LIVING IN A SOCIETY, HERE.
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The guy in front of me paying for $13.56 in groceries with spare change. THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE IN THE…ah fuck it.
You forgot 12. People on your lawn.
I don’t even have a lawn. I live in an apartment. If I did have a lawn, I could probably take out my frustrating by digging some holes or something.
- Unnoticeable cell phone ear pieces. The next time somebody walks up to me while talking to somebody I can’t hear or see, I’m going to just fuck with the guy on the head set. And make damn sure the other party can hear it.
“HEY! How you been? Haven’t seen you in ages. Tell me, what ever happened with your legal thing. You know, that thing with that twelve year old boy. What did you have to do for the sex offender registry?”
- Bums who smell so horrible that you can see stink lines emanating from them from several yards away.
14a. When said stink bums are sitting at a Starbuck’s within the stink radius
- Putting burnt out matches back in the box.
- People who don’t know how to use the “minirant” threads.
ETA: Maybe I should have posted this reply in a minirant thread!
- John Mace.
I have a lawn, and I dig in it ALL. THE. TIME. That’s probably keeping some Calgarians alive.
This one is dangerous, especially when there are a lot of people on the escalator. I once saw this happen after a baseball game at a BART station on the “up” escalator. At some point the platform above the escalator filled up, leaving those arriving at the top no place to go. It could have led to someone at the top falling backwards, causing everyone from there back to tumble to the bottom. I wrote a letter to BART explaining what happened and how dangerous it was, and from then on they stationed cops at the escalators after games to keep people from getting on if things were too crowded.
- People who get to the register at a store only to discover once they’ve been rung up that they don’t have the money to pay for everything, and proceed to figure out what they do want to pay for while people wait in line behind them.
- (or something) Other people living on my private planet doing things that annoy others.
I’m at the grocery store yesterday. Big nerdy guy in front of me staring off into space while they ring up his groceries. Person after person came up, saw him just standing there, and walked over to the next lane, which had multiple people in line. Every last one of those people got through before this fucker was done. Why? Because he didn’t move until he’d completely finished having every last item rung up and paid for it, when the clerk had to make some comments about helping him bag his stuff. Then he took his sweet fucking time, with his energy drink and something else sitting on the little payment ledge, while I stood there giving him dirty looks and several old couples came up, looked at him in frustration and moved on to stand three deep in the other line.
As he turned to walk away, I looked at the clerk and said, out loud, “I guess he’s the only person in his world”. Cluelessshithead just wandered out. Clerk said “I hate it when people wait for ME to bag their stuff for them”.
I got my stuff rung up and completely bagged before he told me the total, paid for it and was completely out of the way of the old couple behind me. The wife was bagging her stuff the moment I stepped out of the way and thankfully warned me that the clerk had put my sandwich steaks in one of the plastic bags, which I hadn’t seen.
As I walked to my car, cluelessshithead was driving by. I said “Next time bag your groceries while you’re waiting”. From the look on his face, you’d have thought he was only then aware that there were other people at the store besides him.
Oh well. The only thing I hate worse than people standing cluelessly in public spaces and blocking traffic or delaying others are the people who do that and then suddenly turn and wave their arms out to point at something, smacking me or other people in the face. I’ve been known to catch their arm and hold it briefly while I continue walking, pulling them off balance.
- Selfish people who selfishly fail to pay enough attention to my selfish needs.
8.) People who don’t pay attention to numbering conventions in threads.
IIA(2)b-3.1
People who give a crap about numbering conventions in threads.
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Oh and people who use inane smilie faces to convey complex human interactions… as if!
heh heh heh
Oh and people who use … oh… what the hell…
20? People who write sentences that trail off to…nothing
- The guy who works out at my gym and apparently refuses to shower or put deodorant on. And he wears really awful spandex clothing and just no. It feels like I’m in a bad episode of Seinfeld!
…are free!
And if they’re not standing and suddenly flinging their arms out, they’re wandering aimlessly in the mall (because, once again, they’re the only people in the world). If you do have to stand in the mall (to talk to your friends, to talk on your cell, to stand there and pick your nose, whatever’s your pleasure), take it off to the side. Imagine a freeway overlaid on top of the mall’s walkways - walk on the right, pass on the left, be aware of other people when you change direction and speed, merge into traffic safely, and pull off to the side to stop.
π) People - they’re the worst.