Things that infuriate you well beyond their actual importance

I’m not sure how you can get up stairs quicker than an escalator. Even if the escalators pace is slower than your own walking pace, you can still climb the steps as it’s moving. Plus you don’t have to avoid people coming in the opposite direction.

I’m more than lightly pissed off that a certain author hasn’t put out Book 12 of the series after ending the previous book with a couple of cliff-hangers. C’mon, woman! I gotsta know.

When the train arrived at the station I use, there are 100+ people all trying to go up one escalator. Even if people try to walk, and everyone observes the “stand on right, walk on left rule” you are blocked by the slowest person squeezing by the fattest person and the person holding a big bag. I can usually get up faster and safer, and I’m an obese, sedentary gent in late middle age.

I’ve taken trains in probably over 100 cities in over a dozen countries. I don’t think I’ve ever been anywhere that trying to get on a train that has already unloaded it’s passengers before you descend to the platform is a reasonable expectation.

When I get off a train, so does everybody else, and they all default to the escalator, where some stand on the right side and some trudge up the left side. While all that’s happening, I can lope up the stairs two steps at a time.

Infuriate? INFURIATE ? I’ll tell you what infuriates me! Morons who bag their dogs’ poop, but still leave it beside the trail in a popular park ! What the @#$%^ ?

I mean I can understand people not wanting to carry poop around. And sometimes it’s an area that’s wildernessy enough that you figure the stuff will just decompose naturally. But not if you encase it in plastic, you cretin !

Why? What are you thinking? If you’re not going to carry the stuff out, what do you - or anybody - gain by wrapping it up in plastic so it can stay there forever?

As a software developer especially working on websites and supporting infrastructure, we had a zero down-time policy. Updates just happened. We had a lot of rules and checks before the update, but when it was ready, we just rolled it out, invisibly, unless some user was really paying close attention. It is one of the benefits of web-based software. Fast deployment, and fast rollback if necessary.

We never, ever, made an update (which, of course, requires an update) to say we were doing an update.

I can see why this would be annoying, but if it’s a problem why not go down to the platform early instead of waiting upstairs until the train actually arrives?

Welcome to the pain of the GRRM, Patrick Rothfuss, Scott Lynch fans!

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I head to the platform as soon as I get to the station, but sometimes the train arrives as I’m approaching the stairs.

Omeprezole has long-term side effects which are good to be aware of.

My guess – not that it will abate your wrath – is that either they intended to pick it up on their way back, but their route changed and they did not come back that way, or they just plain forgot it. Rarely would it be intentional, with an actual rationale. The answer to ‘what were you thinking’ is, ‘about something else entirely’.

My PCP has advised me of these possible side effects, and he isn’t terribly worried about them. I see him twice a year, and that’s one thing (of many) he looks for at each checkup.

This could certainly explain it. You may be right.

But I wouldn’t expect that sequence of events to be a regular thing, and I see too darn many of these gift wrapped dog turds not to think it’s habitual on someone’s part…

Anybody else running into this?

All the time. The specific place I’m thinking of is Middlesex Fells Reservation near Boston - I’ve seen dozens of dogshit bags piled in a single spot - it’s like the later offenders thing it’s OK to leave their dogshit there because others have. Even though it’s obvious they’ve been there a long time, because the plastic bags have literally faded in the sun. As I’ve said before, the thing I dislike most about dogs is their owners.

Maybe put a garbage can there.

In the middle of the woods? Who would empty it? How about the dog owners do their fucking jobs and pack their dog’s shit out with them?

On a 1.5 mile out and back trail we frequent, we will see this at least 25% of the time. There’s no way people are that forgetful. And there is no alternate route, it’s marsh on both sides of the trail going down to a pond. Sometimes the marsh is drier (currently it’s frozen) but still no ones going through the forest unless they’re hunting.

It’s the sheer idiocy of the thing that gets to me. I’m used to people being irresponsible and selfish (alas!)

But if someone’s irresponsible enough to leave bags of excrement lying around, then what motivated him or her to take the (admittedly rather unaesthetic) step of bagging it in the first place?

Especially in places wild enough that leaving the stuff to decompose might arguably be OK.

She is in good… .well famous company. The Kingkiller Chronicle - Patrick Rothfuss wrote book 2 in 2011. Book three aint never coming out. I know people here know of another author. Maybe more.

There’s an intersection that I occasionally traverse on the way to one of my workplaces. It’s a secondary road leading out of a park, ending in a T intersection with a larger road. Because the cross street is a larger capacity road, the light is fairly long. There are two lanes at the light: the left lane is left turn only, while the right lane is left or right. I’m always turning right. Right on red is legal at this intersection, and at the time that I’m usually passing through, there are plenty of opportunities.

The last two times I’ve taken this route, there’s been one car ahead of me turning left at this intersection. Meaning I have to wait until the light is green, whereas if I were in the front of the line, I could have turned well before the end of the cycle. This has cost me … cumulatively like two minutes. Goddammit.