the potential for a hobby to be obsessive is proportional to the number of magazines devoted to it. the ones which are slicker even more so.
Knitters.
Oh, god, the knitters.
I believe you misspelled “tedious wankers” there at the end.*
- In a previous thread on this topic someone, an Aussie I believe, used that to describe some bunch of hobbyists he knew. The term stuck. I love it.
They don’t happen to meet in the same building as the pinheads, do they?
God bless you.
I had never golfed and was frankly a bit suspicious of the entire scene. Then two years ago my business manager invited me. He let me share his clubs and was extremely tolerant of my slow learning curve.
Wow. What a great time.
Two years later, I have my own clubs. I’m slowly learning on my own and having a blast. I’ll golf now with anyone I can find to hit the course.
Plus it’s great for business. Customer being a tool? Invite him out for a round! A few beers and everyone’s happy, having a great time, and suddenly next week he’s not complaining anymore.
Though it doesn’t eliminate it as well as just buying the frickin’ CD.
Two threads down-“Porn”.
Just sayin’.
Yet no one ever says anything to us about it. Maybe because we always have pointy sticks in our hands.
Anyone ever met a military miniatures painter? My husband is one. A wee Italian army is occupying the desk in our living room. And he and his friends can tie up the phone for hours and hours and HOURS discussing epaulet colors, decals, insignia, I don’t know what all else. Gods help the poor ebay seller who uses the wrong shade of tan for his Afrika Korps uniforms. My husband has actually called me in from another room to share his derision and laugh at the foolishness of such dunderheads.
I smile and nod politely. Like he does for me when I show him a new shawl pattern. Give and take, it’s what makes a marriage strong.
My friends and I refer to masturbating as knitting. I’m not sure I would call it a “hobby,” but some of those freaks are quite enthusiastic about it.
Fishing. I have recently met a lot of people who fish and WOW. They’re obsessed with it and can’t understand why everybody doesn’t want to do it all the time. The worst part is when they make you watch videos of them standing around on a boat while one guy reels in a fish.
It’s also one of those things that can range from being an inexpensive, simple endeavor to a multi-million dollar affair with huge boats and all sorts of electronic equipment. Those freaking boats can cost a fortune - millions of dollars. Really, I had no idea.
Hey now, such language isn’t tolerated around here! Just because people are born a certain color gives you no right to… oh. oh you said kniTTers.
Never mind.
Many Mac users are just as bad as Linux people. They seem to spend 90% of their time bashing Windows.
Model train hobbyists
The most obsessive model aeroplane and armour (and truck and car and boat) hobbyists are known as “rivet-counters”… because some of them quite literally count the number of moulded rivets on the kitset parts and compare it to real examples of whatever they’re building, and get all bent out of shape (excuse the pun) if they (or any other trivial details) don’t match.
These people are regarded as extremists by most model kit hobbyists, though.
Oh, you beat me to it. Wasn’t sure linking to it was legal, but that term still pops into my head today.
it’s not a hobby it’s a religion.
and so goes the old joke:
what can a PC user do that a Mac user can’t?
shut the fuck up about his computer
true enthusiasts have their own power station.
I got interested in shortwave radio and read in an American Radio Relay League handbook some kind of oath or list of ethics for the Ham Radio Amateur. One of the items said “I will not neglect my family because of my hobby”, and I liked that they included that in the list. Then it dawned on me that the point of it was making these guys spend time with their families because one of their hobby books said to.
Tedious Wankers. And Kiwi, not Aussie.
I do! … I just make sure I’m further away than arm’s length plus needle. >> God help me if I ever meet a knitter who’s also an avid dart player. << (Well, there’s my grandmother, but I don’t mock my gramma for anything!)