That it takes me 30 mins to an hour to truly wake up in the morning.
That the computer in my lab sucks so instead doing my research/paper writing/screwing around in my nice private shoebox of a lab I’m in the public lab.
That I’m procrastinating here rather than doing my real, paid researchy stuff online.
That my mom (who I call “mummy” recently for reasons even I don’t understand.) is busy today so I don’t get my usual chat time with her.
CAS is annoying with it’s ill defined graduation requirements and now it might take me an extra semester to graduate. (This is very irritating.)
The catch on my pretty Christmas bracelet from my darling SO is very loose and keeps coming undone.
Another vote for child beauty contests, especially when there is singing involved.
Catillion/debutante stuff.
People who, upon learning about the death of my dog, Snoopy, ask “Haven’t you replaced her yet?” Makes me want to smack the living hell out of them.
People getting mad at me because I don’t leave my cell phone on during class.
Being told that performing any sort of car maintenance is “a man’s job.”
Individuals who insist on telling me point-by-point how I am operating my Jeep incorrectly when their only Jeep-driving experience comes from having watched two episodes of MAS*H.
Being told (repeatedly, in most cases) how much I’m missing out on by living off-campus.
Little jumpy foo-foo dogs.
When my upstatirs neighbor slams his doors at 3 AM.
All of the junk mail I get on Wednesdays.
When my favorite engineering computer lab is packed with people working on their English papers.
My cell phone is there for me, to make my life easier. Not for you to annoy me and the entirety of my class.
And the engineering lab…oh the horrors. Hence my annoyance with having to use the public lab rather than my lab. Mine, my litte shoebox of a lab, but no one is on my computer in my shoebox.
Also no one who STENCHES can sit next to me in my lab. Hence, the lock on the door. Unlike here, where I am doing my research with one hand over my nose. (literally, I feel bad, I mean what if he’s a homeless grad student who can’t afford soap and gets offended… but GAWD DAM! I’ve smelled rotting meat that I’ve liked better!)
People that call my office and say “Did you call me ?” Because their effing caller ID lists our number. We have one 4 outward bound lines shared by about 15 people. So now the poor person who answers the phone is expected to go around and take survey as to who might have called this schmuck. Either get an answering machine or don’t bother me.
The wide eyed wonders who gape at special effects and go “Isn’t it amaaaazing what computers can do??”
Oh hell yeah! I’m surprised I even have to work a 12 hour day anymore… Come to think of it, I’m sure if I walk away from the computer right now, it’ll animate all my shots for me, ready for the compositing guy in the morning. No wait.
His computer “does amazing things” too!
I’ll just have my computer talk with his computer.
Lets all have a holiday - wheeee!
When I am in a hurry to get home, but I have to go shopping…those people that find other people they know and decide that blocking off the aisle so they can have a catch up conversation is a good idea. That is what phones are for people, move so I can get my darn cheerios or I will move you.
Right this very moment, my coworker is talking on the phone, and she needs to blow her nose. Instead of saying “excuse me” and doing it, she’s letting out these little nose-blasts every ten seconds or so. It sounds like a semi-truck airbrake going off. Pssshhh <pause> Psshhhh. It’s DRIVING ME BONKERS.
Oh man… It’s been a rough day. This is the perfect thread for right now.
Bastards who think Illinois is pronounced Ill-uh-noise.
People who speed up to pass me as their lane is ending, and then go slower than I want to go.
People who get all weirded out when they see how fast I read. Yes, I’m a goddamned speed reader. I was BORN that way. GET THE F@#$ OVER IT.
People who say things like “you payed how much for those shoes?” and “just because they’re expensive doesn’t make them better.” They’re expensive because they’re better. Beleive me, they’re better. I’m sorry I don’t beleive in buying generic everything. Call me a snob if you must, but quality over quantity.
Crotchety old retirees who have nothing better to do than complain that their health insurance costs more than it did last year. It’s a damn shame that medical costs have gone up across the board, but for the love of all that’s holy, $20 more a month isn’t going to kill you.
People who don’t read anything. Not the contracts they sign, not the benefits packages we send them, not anything. ESPECIALLY not instructions. God forbid they do anything correctly.
People who repeatedly ask for assistance in understanding the same mundane task. “banks, how do I work the scanner again?” “click the icon. wait until the screen comes up. press the button. THE SAME AS THE LAST HUNDRED TIMES”
The bastards at the Wine and Cigar shops I patronize who card me every single time, even though I have been patronizing those same shops for YEARS.
People who are not particularly important trying to lord it over me as if they were.
People who are particularly important who think that that fact makes up for their utter lack of knowledge or experience in a subject area.
People who are baffled by anything more technologically advanced than a ballpoint pen.
People who insist that using certain adjectives is racist or otherwise discrimnatory. Ever notice how some people will dance around a person’s race while describing them to you? Stupid politically correct imbiciles. Adjectives are descriptors… they imply no bias.
People who continually drop refernces to how christian they are into conversation, as if it will either improve my opinion of them, or instantly convert me.
People (friends) who call me at work and ask “What are you doing.” I’M AT WORK. IT’S CALLED A JOB. MAYBE YOU SHOULD GET ONE.
People who do not take out the trash, periodically clean their bathrooms, and insure a decent supply of toilet paper.
People who tell me “you’re too young to drink scotch and wine. you should be drinking beer”
People who assume that because I am an active alumni member of a Greek letter, social fraternity, and I occasionally wear my letters in casual situations, I am a beer swilling, girl raping, prank playing idiot jock.
People who think that to have fun doing something one must have extraordinary ability at that same thing.
Every single person who has told me as I light up a cigarette, “you know, those things’ll kill you”
::BREATH::
Ok, 19 is enough for now. Like I said, it’s been a bad day. I threw my desk phone across the room less than an hour ago, and at the rate this crap is going, I won’t be going home for another few hours.
Sorry, folks.
When you are in the theatre or cinema and a little kid is crying or won’t shut up is annoying enough but what really annoys me is when the parents won’t do anything about it. I paid to see the show not hear a little kid cry or continually say ‘why mummy’, ‘what’s that mummy?’ etc etc. Ahhhh just thinking about it makes me madddddddd!!!
Shop assistants who have to continually ask for help and advice when you yourself are trying to get them to help you. ‘If you don’t know what you are doing why do you attempting to do it?’ I think to myself.
Politicians who never answer a question with a straight answer.
Smokers. I hate people who smoke in public and in public places. I do not want to be subjected to your excess smoke thank you very much! Does anyone else feel like this? It really angers me that they would rather have a ‘drag’ on a cigarette rather than thinking about your health. Also, mothers and fathers who smoke in front of their kids, how bad is that? Not only is it a bad example but it is bad for their health.
Stupid government guidelines. E.g. British teachers are no longer allowed to mark work in red pens as it could be ‘stressful’ and ‘offensive’ to the student. How ridiculous is that??? I mean really!
That was the first thing that popped into my head when I saw the thread title! It’s pointless and annoying. Ummm, why do people feel the need to actually type that part out? Its like, almost as bad as sticking “like” into every sentence. The worst part is that it reminds me of that twit on Friends. Next thing you know, we will find the need to EMPHASIZE words UNNECESSARILY.
Last semester, I took an elective course that required a lot of group work. We were assigned to groups by the professor. There was one individual in my group who apparently only bathed once a week–by Friday, you could easily track him by following the stench he left behind. It got so bad that I would skip my allergy medicine the day before major group meetings, so I would be too congested to detect any odor.
When people lick their finger/fingers before turning the page. Even worse is when they lick their fingers before taking the top paper on a stack of papers and then handing you the slobbery paper. I’ve had teachers do this numerous times when I was in school. Why was I the one who always got the slobbery papers?
~Books that begin with praise from reviews.
~Books that you can’t tell the author’s name from the title.
~BOOKS ALL CONTAIN FIVE OR SIX BLANK OR REDUNDANT PAGES.
~Authors acknowledge everyone who smiled at them while they were writing.
~Filmmakers credit every clerk who sold a toothbrush to every actor.
~Classic films do not credit important but minor actors.
~TV channel logos appear on the wrong channel.
~TV channel logos appear on the wrong channel–animated.
~TV channel logos appear on the wrong channel animated and occupy over one half of the screen.
~Stuck up people about music.
~Stuck up attitude of people that they can not listen to music at a level that they can hear and others can’t.
~Music being so important that you are free to force other people to listen, spoil their enjoyment of their own music via supersaturation, and destroy their hearing.
~Doing all this while driving a car.
It bothers everyone you pass in the course of three hours, but the driver is unaware; anyone who tried to notify him/r would be run over.
~Tailgating.
~Tailgating at 65 mph on two-lane county roads with no shoulder around curves uphill/downhill, all marked 55.
~Tailgating at 65 in the fast lane and, when the other can not possibly switch lanes, flashing one’s headlights!
~Tailgating at night over ice.
~Small towns identical to cities, with suburbs, cloned housing and all.
~A town of 2,600 is the semitruck capital of the universe.
~Exce’s’sive u’se of apo’strophe’s!!! Exce’s’sive u’se of bloody apo’strophe’s!!! You per’son’s s’hould be force’d to put apo’strophe’s before e’very ‘s’ plus 500 po’s’se’s’sive’s !!!
~Muzak for holidays played over speakers on Main Street starting the 21st of October to 24th of December.
~Commercials over the same period. And one about purchasing accessories the day after Xmas, “the things that Santa forgot.”
Has anyone noticed the commercialization of birthdays? No? Because biznisses can’t tell whose birthday is when to target them for a mass advertising campaign. Despite the fact that it’s all about presents.
Sorry