Supermarket cashiers commenting or asking questions about things I’m purchasing. If I’m buying a jar of gefilte fish, and you ask me "Is this stuff any good? . . . my only answer is “If you’ve never had it before, you probably won’t like it.” Or if I’m buying 100 cans of cat food, it’s because it’s on sale, not because I have 100 cats.
And speaking of cat food: Why is it that one cashier scans one can, then tells the computer I’ve bought 100 of the same item . . . but another cashier in the same store insists she has to scan every single can?
If you’re running, why would you want someone to bother you?
But yeah, I pull my dog away because she’s not entirely comfortable with other dogs and I don’t want to start a fight. There’s room to move, so I do. There’s probably less room to move over in the city, so people don’t.
well they were there first. it happens.
They are standing there looking at all these brand names which are 5 times the price of the supermarket brand ? What the hell people., who pays 5 times more for laundry detergent, just because the more expensive brand might remove a stain you might, hypothetically, once a year, have on your clothes , but the cheap one won’t ???
When you have a stain , use stain remover.
Sometimes this media is hard and communication problems happen. Yes, you are right, it was a totally insane response to something that I see all the fucking time. I have been riding street bikes since I was 17 and I know that the reason I’m still alive and walking is because I am very aware I will lose in any sort of collision.
This was during rush hour on a highway with a 45 mph speed limit and many traffic lights. That’s the most dangerous time for a biker to be riding, and going all batshit insane over getting hit by a lit butt was just stupid.
Me, too. I go by my surname at work (which is one syllable, thus incapable of being shortened) because, as I tell people who ask, most people can’t pronounce my first name. You wouldn’t think “Michael” would be all that hard to say, but it evidently is. I get especially stabby about it because I am named after my grandfather, who changed his name to “Michael” because he liked it better than “Paul”. So don’t shorten it, please.
Well, the cashier who scans all the cans is actually doing it the way she’s been trained. Suppose you’ve bought 90 cans of a cheap food, but 10 cans of a more expensive food whose can looks similar? That’s not uncommon, nor is switching UPC tags. So cashiers are usually trained to scan all items and look at the register screen to confirm that the description matches the merchandise.
I get so mentally pissy at Facebook derails. I see it all the time where a friend will post some news article, or a funny story about their work day, or whatever, and then someone will post and go
“OMG i havent seen u in forever gurl we need to talk! how are u!?”
It’s like, dude, okay, you want to get back in touch with your friend, that’s great. But you can post on their [del]wall[/del] [del]timeline[/del] wall! Or message them! Why are you derailing this topic?
Maybe it’s just because I’m so used to the concept of threads. It just feels weird, and almost kind of rude to post on someone’s status without actually addressing the topic at hand on their status update.
Hearing “anymore” as something that is instead of isn’t. For example, I don’t mind hearing “I never listen to music anymore.” But something like “movies are so violent anymore” makes my ears hurt.
I hate low-flow toilets. Our work ones are so low-flow it takes 5 to 6 flush to get everything out. And sometimes when you think it’s done, stuff pops back up again. What should be a four minute trip turns into 10.
It’s so bad the cleaning staff complained to management. I sympathize with them, but really, I shouldn’t have to stand in the can for ten minutes flushing over and over and waiting for things to settle to make sure it ‘took’ this time.
The advent of low-flow toilets is one of the big scams of the green movement.
Agreed. The problem is not low-flow toilets, it’s CHEAP low-flow toilets. We have Toto toilets, which meet all the eco requirements, and they flush like madmen.
Perfectly natural occurance in the winter - no matter how much I brush the snow off my Jeep, when I open the door snow still flies in onto the seat. I don’t know why I get so pissed off about that.
That one breaks my brain - it’s just so very, very wrong. It’s like the people who say this are using a different version of English than everyone else.
Many times the issue is that the exit plumbing isn’t designed for a low-flow toilet, but the fixture gets installed anyway. The result is, well, stuff that lingers. Any relatively new construction ought to work fine with a low-flow commode, but older buildings can have issues.
Finding something you misplaced only to have your DH or someone else say “it’s always in the last place you looked.” Of course I found it in the last place I looked - I didn’t keep looking once I found it!