What really stupid things do you think less of people for?

This is exactly the way it worked in my family.

The dual services sort of stank. When I was a kid, everything was a cost-benefit analysis. You go to Easter service, you get chocolate. You go to Christmas service, you get gifts. Unfortunately, since we already got gifts at Christmas, we didn’t get any at Hannuka (now completely understandable). All we did was go to service. Then we fasted for Yom Kippur, which seemed like a bust because I got nothing for that either other than more time in Temple and a swollen tongue from the thirst.

Why don’t you hang them from the FRONT of your seat, it’d be funnier. Especially if you’re female…

My list:

People that admit they are current or former telemarketers. Ok, you have/had a job which consisted of pissing off 99% of the people you came in contact with. Why haven’t you killed yourself already?

Leather Car Bras. What the frick is the point of making your car look like a stripper at an S&M club? They don’t make your car look any nicer. They might somewhat protect the front of your car from insects, but a) this is countered by making your car look much worse than if it was covered in splattered bugs, and b) splattered bugs will wash off. The dirt that gets trapped underneath the bra can ruin your paint job, as can the rust that the screws/snaps holding it in place.

People that have these incredibly generic vacation stickers on their back windshield. It usually consists of a white oval sticker with two or three letters and some text underneath. Example: “CM” and below that in smaller letters “Cape May”. I’ve seen these from destinations all over the country, and I’m not exaggerating when I say they are all the exact same size and font. WTF? Of course, maybe this one makes some sense since we’ve made all our vacation spots so generic that any of them could be mistaken for any other.

People that play the lottery, including scratch off tickets. As Scott Adams said “Lotteries are a tax on people that are bad at math”. I’ve seen people spend upwards of $100 on lottery tickets at once, and a coworker once told me he spent around $30 a week on them. Um, you could put that money into a savings account or invest it, and you’d have some real money. Here’s a news flash: your chances of getting hit by lightning are greater than your chances of winning the lottery.

People that sort of believe in aliens. “Well, they could be out there somewhere.” Ok, are you aware of a phenomenon called the speed of light? The nearest sun to ours would take sixty thousand years to reach. “Yeah but the aliens would have technology far superior to ours”. Um, what do you base that on? Why do you assume the light speed barrier can be solved? “Well they’re aliens, aren’t they?” :smack:

Similarily, people that believe aliens have visited Earth. :smack: :smack:

I know some people on this board are going to hate me for this, but: People that go on and on about their cats. Cats are not cute. Cats do not have personalities, unless you count “small vicious little monster” as a personality. The only reason cats don’t rip humans to shreds is they’re not physically large enough and people sometimes bring them food, so on the whole they’re better off left alive. Your cat is not “like a child to you”, unless your idea of kids starts at Chucky the killer doll, or Damien from the Omen. Cmyk has gone over it better than I could have above.

Women that complain about how uncomfortable their high heels are and how their feet hurt, etc. Here’s an idea: DON’T WEAR THE FUCKING THINGS. I wouldn’t walk around with a stick up my ass all day long to be fashionable, then complain about how much it hurt. The only times I’ve put up with uncomfortable shoes have been when I was in weddings and didn’t have a choice of footwear.

I agree with the ones about people that claim they don’t have time to read, and sweatpants with words written on the ass.

My pets are, yes, a proxy for human interaction/affection. That’s because I GET VERY LITTLE interaction/affection from humans. (A few, yes, and I love them dearly, but they are few.) Never did, don’t now, never will. Yes, I agree that it is sad.

My mother’s friend collected dolls. Marie Osmond sells them on QVC, I think. Why a 70 year old woman would send good money to Marie Osmond for dolls to just put in a spare room in her house is beyond me. (Maybe they’re a proxy for human interaction/affection!)

But I’m getting sidetracked. Mom’s friend also had those big doll-like things that you stand up in the corners of the room, they look like small kids who have been sent to stand in the corner for a time out! Creepiest. thing. ever, if not downright scary - you half expect one to suddenly come to life and turn around!

Huh?

Why does the light speed barrier preclude the existence of aliens?

Those are actually imitation European nationality-identification stickers for non-European areas.

Oh yes. People who claim that they don’t have time to read often come across as disparaging people who do read, which is one step from saying that ignorance is better than learning, which is remarkably stupid.

And people with words on their ass just look dumb.

Those stickers are imitating European country origin stickers for cars, FWIW.

Overusing the word “blessed”. You know, people who don’t “have” four kids, they’ve “been blessed with” four kids.

People who think they don’t make good music anymore. Curiously, no matter how old these people are, music always seems to have had an obvious peak when they were in high school. Usually all they know of “today’s music” is Top 40 radio as if (to use my contemporaries as an example) those stations were all Nirvana and Pearl Jam back in our high school days, instead of nearly constant Ace of Base. Yeah, you have to put some energy into finding stuff you like, but it’s out there.

Reverse snobbery. That’s not especially stupid or unusual, except that I have a much stronger negative reaction to it than I do to actual snobbery.

My mouse isn’t a funny shape, but it is tartan, is that bad?

Personally, I have always felt that Top 40 radio sucked. However, MTV did actually play good songs once in a while when I was younger, but is apparently no longer even a music channel.

People who claim they are computer programmers, when they are in fact just plain software users. Hint: if you use an Excel spreadsheet at work you are a user. The people who created Excel are the programmers.

But surely I can say that I’ve been blessed with not having kids?

Oh gosh. Is this real?

Um, some dress code expectations in some professions REQUIRE women to wear them.

Sorry that was meant to go with the bit about people who believe aliens have visited this planet.
Personally, I believe that if life is out there on other worlds, we’ll never, ever know about it, because of the vast distances involved. Therefore, yeah there could be a race of orange and purple beings that look exactly like bowling shoes, but since we’ll never learn of their existence, what’s the point?

Please enlighten me as to what those professions are. Even strippers aren’t REQUIRED to wear high heels. Encouraged, yes, required, no. FWIW none of the women I’ve heard complaining about this had a job that required high heels.

I keep telling Mrs. Zeke that when we have a kid I want to name it Jason (or Mary) but spell it Q.

People who don’t think about what they’re saying make me immediately assume head injury,
“Do you still have the $10 all you can bowl special?”
“Yes”
"How much is it?

For Christ’s sake your mouth is supposed to be at least vaguely associated with your brain!

If you think you understand something because you knew someone who experienced it you really need to slide under gas truck for the betterment of humanity.

And finaly I truly, truly loathe people who takes only minimaly related tragedies and make them their own,
“I’m having a horrible day, I got some super shitty news.”
"Damn man, that’s too bad. What happened?
“You know that girl I dated like 5 years ago? Well her cousin Emeril killed himself last night?”
“Jesus man, I’m sorry. Were you guys tight?”
“I met him at a reunion when she and I were first dating. He was a good guy! Haven’t seen him since. I almost married that girl, we were almost family. I’m so depressed.”

FUCK YOU! If you’re so ghoulishly deprived of sympathetic attention then wait for/create a tragedy that actualy affects you instead of mooching off of some distant connection’s sorrow you fucking reprobate!

Does “stupid” refer to the actions/thoughts of those people thought of as “less”? Or does it refer to those who think stupid things of those who are thought of as less? From the way it’s written I couldn’t be sure which way it was meant.

For me it’s anyone who watches/likes the Jerry Springer show.

And bullies, of any type.

And those who get any type of satisfaction/joy/pleasure from the pain/discomfort/unhappiness of others. Yep.

And anyone who laughs at or mocks the mentally ill.

And people who talk on their cellphones while they’re pissing/pooping in a public restroom. (this one truly brings out my mean streak, and I’ll flush and flush and flush the toilet, just for spite.)

Wearing your bluetooth headset indoors, or frankly any time when you aren’t on a phone call or expecting one shortly. This doesn’t make you look important, it makes you look stupid.

Those stick-figure family stickers on the back of a car. Jesus-fish on the back of cars. And Darwin ones too.

Little kids walking around with snot on their faces. Even though mine walk around with snot on their faces sometimes too, when I see a snotty kid I immediately make all sorts of negative assumptions about the parents.

Fat women wearing skinny jeans.

I don’t know if this qualifies as a really stupid thing to think less of someone for doing – more like a perfectly valid thing.

I dunno. He might have to squat from time to time to pick them back up.

I think it is a proxy for the affection she is incapable of giving or receiving. Or maybe it they prefer babies because babies are rarely a disappointment and don’t talk back.

My MIL ‘rescues’ baby dolls and fixes them up. Does nice job, but walking or napping in a room full of baby dolls of a 60 something woman’s spare room is a bit disconcerting.