What if they say “tx”? 
Actually, now that you’ve mentioned it, that bothers me too. At my house, I bought two sets of two towels for the kitchen, and I use one of them for wiping my hands, and the other for anything else (drying dishes, wiping crumbs, fanning the fire alarm…)… but I can’t say the same about my housemates. For all I know, they’re cleaning the toilets with the thing…
Ignorance is bliss. Except now I want to know.
If you’re backing away from someone after you in the queue you must be backwards, and facing that person. Maybe they think you like them.
You get in the lift and press your floor. When the doors close it’s obvious yours is the first floor we’re going to stop at. Nevertheless you make your way to the VERY BACK of the lift, then it’s a TOTAL SURPRISE when the doors open and MY GOD IT’S MY FLOOR and you barely make it out in time. Thanks for slowing us all down.
You get in the lift and press your floor. When the doors close it’s obvious yours is the last floor we’re going to stop at. Nevertheless you stay at VERY FRONT of the lift right in front of the doors, then it’s a TOTAL SURPRISE when the doors open and MY GOD SOMEONE ELSE IS TRYING GET GET PAST ME, WHO COULD HAVE IMAGINED SUCH A POSSIBILITY and they barely make it out in time. Thanks for slowing us all down.
NECROMANCY!!!
It’s time for someone to learn how to whistle on the inhale…
American Idol.
Never seen it. Never want to. Yet I’m inundated by so called ‘news’ about it 3 or 4 times a week.
On that note, news reporter “banter”. Shut the fuck up and deliver the news, fool! I don’t think you’re funny and you shouldn’t find any humor in delivering the news, anyway, it should be serious business.
There’s a lady I work with who occasionally asks me to “do her a flavor”. She only uses that particular phrase when she’s about to ask for something that she knows darn well is a huge imposition. I think it’s her way of trying to be cute. Hearing that phrase makes me want to beat her to a bloody pulp, then feed the pulp to my dog, then scoop up the pulp-poop and throw it in the garbage, then set the garbage on fire, then throw shovelfuls of dirt over the fire and piss on it.
Or spit in her hair.
YES!!! My fingers are nowhere near the tab button!!! Why, gmail, why???
It’s the coding. I don’t speak programmer, but I imagine that the code says
load page
when page is loaded, put cursor in next box
Since people often start typing before the page is fully loaded, the “next box” command puts it in the second box. Because I don’t speak programmer, I can’t tell you why or if it would be difficult to indicate a particular text box on a page. From the one class I took of java, I’m guessing not.
Now we just have to wonder why google made that decision.
You revived a thread that had been dead for three months.
Lundy in my family we never refer to members by name. It’s always “the brother who lives in New Zealand and is an IBM lawyer.” I don’t know why.
I hate, hate, hate it when I’m talking to someone in person and their cell phone rings and suddenly the conversation is over. They choose a voice on a phone over a real live person. I always walk away.
When a child-gone-missing, or worse, is in the news - not only is it rehashed endlessly, three times a day, for weeks and weeks - the newscaster ALWAYS calls the poor kid “Little” Mary Sue. As if it’s a title, or part of her name. “Little Mary Sue has been missing…It’s feared Little Mary Sue…the parents of missing child Little Mary Sue…Little Mary Sue’s bookbag was found…classmates of missing child, Little Mary Sue, gathered today”)…Why do they do that? You don’t hear “Overweight Middle-aged Man Joe Blow was in court again…” or “Well-stacked Young Woman Boopsie Smith was last seen,”. I remember years ago when I had insomnia, had the radio on all night, and heard dozens of updates on “Artificial-Heart-Recipient (whateverhisnamewas) is in stable condition…”
Another thing that annoys me? Mr. Salinqmind will say he has something to tell me. Comes in the room. Stands there, silently, mouth open, trying to collect his thoughts. Spit it out, man? Did you need a book of stamps? Did you get fired? Do you want a divorce? Did we run out of bagels??? What??? (I told my mom this, and she said its only going to get worse, and I’m beginning to do it myself. Sigh.)
I hopping in here before heading off to wardrobe and makeup (ha! also known as Getting Ready for Work).
What really bugs me is websites that have articles in the form of lists, e.g. I’m trying to read “The 10 Biggest Tech Failures of the Whatever” and there are two paragraphs for the first entry, then I have to click NEXT and load a new page.
…so they can serve up more ads and page views. Grr. Just give me the article in one piece. Even viewing Print or Click to Print won’t consolidate the article.
I live on a short cul-de sac. There are 19 houses on my street, or about 10 on each side. Yet people, realizing that they turned onto a dead-end street (despite the “No Outlet” sign at the corner) still insist of turning around at our house. Get off my [del]lawn[/del] driveway!
My wife’s cousin just tagged me in a photo on Facebook. It’s a picture of me taking a shot of Jägermeister. What should annoy me is people tagging photos (which then show up on my profile) of me that are either unflattering, or of me doing things like taking shots (it doesn’t help that there’s a beer in my other hand). Instead, what annoys me is that she captioned it indicating that we were drinking “yager”. It also annoys me that that annoys me, and I felt the need to correct her.
Two addenda:
If the door is closed, knock. Don’t just try the handle. People can forget to lock the door, and locks can malfunction.
If someone knocks, FUCKING ANSWER!