Multi-page threads where you have the perfect riposte to someone’s jar-headed comment and post it without reading the entire thread, only to discover that:
You are the fifth person to raise the point
The four people before you stated it much more eloquently
Twenty other people have already dissected and savaged your stance mercilessly, leaving you looking like a complete nitwit, swinging in the breeze.
myself.
Yes…yes…yess
And people pulling themsleves up using the back of my seat!
People who continue to tell you their anecdote/joke/explanation even after you’ve said “Oh I remember, yes, I know what you mean, you’ve told me”/“I’ve heard that one before”/"Yes, I know now. you don’t need to continue telling me"
(well I only needed to use the last one on one person - he was a nightmare for continuing to talk when you know what he is getting at. You could almost mouth his words as he said them)
The Hot, Sweltering, Uncomfortable, Moist, Heat of the Summer.
jennifer lopez. and her films.
posh and becks
people who beleive themselves to be than me because they are wearing designer label clothing
washing up
jennifer lopez. and her films.
posh and becks
people who beleive themselves to be better than me because they are wearing designer label clothing
washing up
I hate that also. I usually want to respond with, “it actually didn’t occur to me that it might have been a problem.”
People who think because they are “the type of person to speak my mind” that the rest of us should and do admire them for it.
Having to get back to work instead of finishing my response to this topic.
I’ve been waiting for a thread like this one…
Stupid people
80’s music
Cheap Soap
My “supervisor”
The guy in my company who says “no body uses servers anymore”.
3am phone calls to help a user reboot (yes, i said reboot) a stand alone PC.
The fact that whenever I’m stuck on dial-up, 1 out of every 3 links on the SDMB leads me to the “web site is not responding” error (I’d bet I know why this happens, but I still hate it).
Those whose jobs depend on the use of technology, but who steadfastly refuse to learn how to maintain it.
Losing the toothpaste cap.
Negative people.
The docker/polo golferman outfit for men.
Low grade fevers.
Sheeple
The stupid bitch who calls, and calls, and calls to complain about the kids in the park, who are playing.
twice a month when working the phones, I say “911 police and fire, what is your emergency” Idiot Caller replies “Well, there’s no emergency but…” grrrrrrrr.
Wild goose chases for mystery reports of 3,654 juveniles gathering and about to fight, or suspicious vehicles that have been legally parked in front of mr. panicky asshole’s house for 15 minutes.
The suburbs.
Really, Really, REALLY big houses for a family of three or four.
Animal Abuse.
anything west of the mississippi but east of the rockies
(aka flyover, i mean it’s fine for those who live there, but not for me )
New York (yeah, I’ve been there, and no I don’t think it has character).
The White Sox.
Fetid Cheese.
Thai Food.
Dockers/khakis/Gap khakis/Ghakis/ whatever. Too bland; they’re what the models wear in ads for other articles of clothing like shirts and sweaters.
Martial arts move fight scenes where the next opponent the hero has to fight comes handspringing into the scene. “I’m going to break every bone in your body in two places. But first allow me to amuse you with a few of my fancy tumbling tricks”. WTF does gratuitous tumbling and gyrating have to do with fighting?
The way of thinking that says, the more you know about {name your vice} the more harmful it is. We may know more about, for example, the effects of smoking on the human body, and while that may encourage us to quit smoking, it doesn’t actually mean that smoking has become more dangerous.
Neat thread, kind of like ‘Reader’s Digest’ for the pit!
-When my wife sits silently all through the commercials, then decides its time to talk when the show comes back.
-The men’s room. Almost all of them. A more disgusting, fowl place does not exist.
-The fuckwit in my parking garage who keeps his car under a cloth tarp. You’re parked indoors!
-“ODBC - Call Failed” fucking databases!
-People who keep their workstations like a hurricane just blew in. (I can’t even find the tower, let alone begin to diagnose the problem).
-Related to above: people who call me out beacuse “my computer is slow”, then when I get there, they’re running 8 applications on like a 286, plus ‘Comet Cursor’.
-Radio commercials. They suck, and there’s only like 10 of them!
-Business that pass on their cost of doing business to the consumer. This trend really disturbes me!
-When the Government spends all this money convincing me we need to conserve electricity, then when I drive by Parliment it’s lit up with all these fancy flood lights.
-Related to above: Electricity shortages. This should happen exactly ONCE. EVER. It’s not like we have to grow electricity, or catch it in the wild, we generate it for Christ’s sake! Yet, we never seem to have enough…like ‘July’ was a surprise this year!
-When people say “quota” when they mean “limit”.
-Having a conversation with a friend (on a subway in a movie theatre, whatever) when somebody else interjects and answers a question I didn’t ask them.
-When the leg of guy sitting next me (wearing shorts) on the train/bus/in the movie theatre touches mine, and he does nothing to remove it.
More Things I Hate
by sturmhauke
Posting in the wrong thread.
People who shouldn’t have pets but do anyway.
People who hang out in my truck’s very large blindspot, especially if they are driving a VW Bug or a Mini Cooper or something else tiny.
People who make a left turn from the right lane.
People who play the same goddamn rap song loud enough to rattle my windows, overandoverandoverandover.
People who call me at work because someone they know needs help, but who don’t know any details whatsoever.
Hell, just people in general. People suck.
When I used to ride my bike and take it on BART (that’s an electric train for you non Bay Area folks), a black kid asked me if I thought black people sucked. I looked at him like he was stupid, because he was, then I looked at my People Suck sticker on my bike. It showed a black stick figure with a red circle and slash. I told him no, pretty much everyone sucks. He didn’t have much to say to that, thankfully.
Maybe I should change my username to The Misanthropist.
in Canada they say “don’t worry about it” after a thank you.
for some reason i was a bit taken back by this. Especially when its coming from food service workers, hotel staff, etc…
WTF? So it’s their fault? You have to be kidding…
people who think they are only on the planet to be pleasured by others.
Well let’s see… I’m ahead and to the left, they come up right into my right flank where I can’t see them easily, so yeah it’s their fault. I do have a fisheye mirror that helps at least.
Guilty as charged. I consider myself to be fairly bright, but stick me in the middle of a strange city with no landmarks, and I will be as lost as a newborn kitten, even if I’ve driven the same route before. I don’t know . . . it’s probably some sort of special dyslexia. I finally bought a compass for my car after I got turned around in New Orleans, mumbling to myself, “I can see the damn Interstate, why can’t I find an entrance ramp?!”
Oh,
Our house has nine rooms and five telephones (three of them cordless). Why, then, when I’m watching television, does my wife decide to have her phone conversation in that one particular room? TV volume increases, wife’s volume increases . . . and so on.
People who do NOT know the difference between there, they’re and their.
people who insists on touching me on public transit while sitting beside me. especially in the summer time. ewwwwwwww
people who walk in 3s and 4s on a sidewalk
collection agencies that call your workplace. you already called my house and left a message. you don’t accept payments. you want the full amount pronto. i don’t have it all. calling me at work is NOT going to get you your money faster.
being depressed. wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.
people who have no sense of style. i’m not saying you gotta be straight off the runways of milan, but that outfit you’re rockin’ from the 70’s is just not happening.
long distance relationships.
never having quite enough money to do the things i’d like to. i don’t need to fly around the world, just enough to go visit my man when i want to.
this list could go on and on. but its making me even more depressed…
ha!