Things That Annoy You

[Eddie Coyle]

I know. Ken dolls put me to shame. 

    I'm smooth in the front like a Ken doll. It took Mace and tweezers, but worth it.

[Evil Twin Of Zen]

I walked into a liquor store today and as I was heading in, a white woman was walking with her black boyfriend and said "theres that 'white' boy whos always running his mouth". I said excuse me, I thought you were talking to me, and she said she was. I asked her if I knew her, and she started getting belligerent and her boyfriend was acting like he was going to hit me. I then said "you do realize you are white, right? So why are you calling me a white boy?" This pissed her thug boyfriend off and he kept saying "you aint worth it"
Long story short, I walked in to get beer and people started shit with me. People who I do not know. Another wonderful day in the cesspool that is Nebraska. I really am starting to hate people..

could have reasoned with the bf that it's not a white/black thing and that his gf is a cunt. funny thing is... the bf likely already knows his gf is a cunt. if you weren't worth it, then neither was his gf. 

i avoid liquor stores. 
http://resources.prev.org/documents/AlcoholViolenceGruenewald.pdf

[Heather Wade]

I'm pissed off that your PD hasn't hauled this crazy bitch to jail. WTF?!

When they do arrest her try and record it. The GabCast is looking for a companion piece to the Australian arrest sound clips ("A succulent Chinese meal?!").

You're reading my mind b_dubb.  As soon as I have photos of this walking trainwreck, so will you.

I really don't get how someone can get away with violently harassing the public and smoking meth outside everyday.   

[PB the Deplorable]

could have reasoned with the bf that it's not a white/black thing and that his gf is a cunt. funny thing is... the bf likely already knows his gf is a cunt. if you weren't worth it, then neither was his gf...

I finally came to the realization that people like this are just showing me who they are, and their problems have nothing to do with me.

'Course if they insist on a punch in the nose or a kick in the balls, I'll happily oblige.

[wr250]

You're reading my mind b_dubb.  As soon as I have photos of this walking trainwreck, so will you.

I really don't get how someone can get away with violently harassing the public and smoking meth outside everyday.   

because they tried to prosecute her before (probably multiple times) and each time she was released due to being incompetent to stand trial. so the DA drops the charges and she walks. so the cops quit picking her up. since they cant hold her in a asylum on grounds of being mentally ill (thank you ACLU) she lives on the street harassing people and smoking meth.

[FightTheFuture]

I walked into a liquor store today and as I was heading in, a white woman was walking with her black boyfriend and said "theres that 'white' boy whos always running his mouth". I said excuse me, I thought you were talking to me, and she said she was. I asked her if I knew her, and she started getting belligerent and her boyfriend was acting like he was going to hit me. I then said "you do realize you are white, right? So why are you calling me a white boy?" This pissed her thug boyfriend off and he kept saying "you aint worth it"
Long story short, I walked in to get beer and people started shit with me. People who I do not know. Another wonderful day in the cesspool that is Nebraska. I really am starting to hate people..

I think it may be time to upgrade your neighborhood. Also, who gets the beer at a liquor store? I go to my yuppie Piggly Wiggly, where they have 347 choices of beer, and NO THUGS.

[Chine]

Chatty convenience store clerks. I don't need you to comment on my purchases or about the frequency that I buy a particular product. I know I have a sweet tooth. No need to make me feel self conscious about it. It's none of your business. If I wanted to have a conversation with you I would make eye contact.

Ahaha. I gotta share this: My brother's girlfriend worked at one if those stores. There was a business man (dressed in suit) that came in every Tuesday morning and would buy the same items.

1. Condoms
2. Female Lubricant
3. A bar of soap.
4. Cleaning Wipes (for your hands/body etc)
5. Snicker's Candy Bar

[bateman]

Today's lesson in cognitive dissonance: "14 Things Every Fat Girl Absolutely Needs to Hear"

P.S. I've never seen a cat so obviously planning a suicide.

[albrecht]

Ahaha. I gotta share this: My brother's girlfriend worked at one if those stores. There was a business man (dressed in suit) that came in every Tuesday morning and would buy the same items.

1. Condoms
2. Female Lubricant
3. A bar of soap.
4. Cleaning Wipes (for your hands/body etc)
5. Snicker's Candy Bar

I was at a convenience store and a very well-dressed man in a suit (and vest!) was asking the clerk many questions about a pre-paid VISA card.
BM: "So, once I give you the cash it goes on the card, right?"
Clerk: "Yes, sir"
BM: "And I can use it like a credit card??"
Clerk: "Yes, sir"
BM: "And nobody will know who I am or who used the card?"
Clerk: "Yes, sir"
BM: : "good, good"
I think he put the maximum for that card down, I think $500. I was wondering what he was going to use it for. Can't buy drugs with a CC so I was thinking a hotel room for an illicit liaison or something? Or maybe gambling? I don't know but it was a weird scene and held up the line for several minutes as he asked questions.

[DigitalPigSnuggler]

Today's lesson in cognitive dissonance: "14 Things Every Fat Girl Absolutely Needs to Hear"

P.S. I've never seen a cat so obviously planning a suicide.

Between that and "obesity is a disease," the fat chicks now have excuses for every occasion.

My feeling is, if you don't respect your body and its health, then I expect you not to have other *standards* towards yourself, as well.  Maybe that explains why the author harps on how easy it is for fat chicks to get laid.

[Chine]

I was at a convenience store and a very well-dressed man in a suit (and vest!) was asking the clerk many questions about a pre-paid VISA card.
BM: "So, once I give you the cash it goes on the card, right?"
Clerk: "Yes, sir"
BM: "And I can use it like a credit card??"
Clerk: "Yes, sir"
BM: "And nobody will know who I am or who used the card?"
Clerk: "Yes, sir"
BM: : "good, good"
I think he put the maximum for that card down, I think $500. I was wondering what he was going to use it for. Can't buy drugs with a CC so I was thinking a hotel room for an illicit liaison or something? Or maybe gambling? I don't know but it was a weird scene and held up the line for several minutes as he asked questions.

I believe that happens often and no clue what the purpose is... ? I'm curious. Your hunch may be right.

[DigitalPigSnuggler]

My neighbor has a sticker on the back window of her SUV.  Something about her cat.  I didn't pay attention the first time I saw it and it disappeared into the background.  I only noticed it this morning because something happened to it.  Part of it was torn away so all that is left is the words, "My Cat" and a small shape that might have been part of a letter.

The annoying part?  I can't seem to easily find one of those "Calvin pissing on [something]" stickers.  A little trim and proper placement at 2am, and voila: the perfect crime.

[DigitalPigSnuggler]

I believe that happens often and no clue what the purpose is... ? I'm curious.

I would guess that he wants to do something for or with someone else, and doesn't want a 3rd party to know about it, and it's a situation where cash won't do.

What I'm curious about is why that exchange would hold up a line for several minutes.

[Robert Ghostwolf's Ghost]

Today's lesson in cognitive dissonance: "14 Things Every Fat Girl Absolutely Needs to Hear"

P.S. I've never seen a cat so obviously planning a suicide.

"9. Everyone's boobs are uneven. If you have a lot of boobs, they might be way uneven.  Don't stress. This is totally normal."

WTF?  Most people would not consider it "totally normal" to have a lot of boobs.  If you have more than two, you should definitely stress.

[Chine]

Bumper Stickers? Here you go. Pulling into a parking lot and there are only two parking spaces available. Oh, wait... No.  Because an SUV was parked right on the line taking up both. Then, I see there are all these bumper stickers... The likes of 1. The Coexist sticker 2. Love and Light 3. Namaste blah blah and so on.

I see her exit the store and argh. Was so tempted to approach her with something the likes of. 'Morning, fellow Lightworker! Thanks for your compassionate intention of honoring the sacred energetic boundaries of your fellow spirit on their human journey!'

I refrained.

[albrecht]

I would guess that he wants to do something for or with someone else, and doesn't want a 3rd party to know about it, and it's a situation where cash won't do.

What I'm curious about is why that exchange would hold up a line for several minutes.

I don't know they were already talking when I came in, got my items (beer and peanuts), and got in line. They might've said more stuff or the worker had problems with his machine. But he was single-staffed and the place was crowded. Seemed like minutes.

Yeah, it could be a totally legit thing. I guess it is possible he wanted to give someone money but didn't want to give cash? Like I could imagine a junkie son or something (we got a heroin problem actually in the rich neighborhoods here.) But I also think a pre-paid card is as good as cash and could be sold (I see on CL people selling gift cards below cost to get cash and been offered same outside Home Depot.) So I don't know what he could be doing with said card.

[DigitalPigSnuggler]

"9. Everyone's boobs are uneven. If you have a lot of boobs, they might be way uneven.  Don't stress. This is totally normal."

WTF?  Most people would not consider it "totally normal" to have a lot of boobs.  If you have more than two, you should definitely stress.

I worked with a woman who had six boobs.  Seriously.  Four of them were more or less vestigial.  She would show them to anyone who was curious.

[bateman]

Between that and "obesity is a disease," the fat chicks now have excuses for every occasion.

My feeling is, if you don't respect your body and it's health, then I expect you not to have other *standards* towards yourself, as well.  Maybe that explains why the author harps on how easy it is for fat chicks to get laid.

"Fucking a fat chick is like riding a moped. Fun until your friends find out."

[bateman]

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/technology/apple/iphone/11074800/iPhone-6-queue-forms-outside-Apples-flagship-US-store.html

Seriously?

[FightTheFuture]

Ahaha. I gotta share this: My brother's girlfriend worked at one if those stores. There was a business man (dressed in suit) that came in every Tuesday morning and would buy the same items.

1. Condoms
2. Female Lubricant
3. A bar of soap.
4. Cleaning Wipes (for your hands/body etc)
5. Snicker's Candy Bar

Well, at least he brings her candy.

[TheMan WhoFell ToEarth]

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/technology/apple/iphone/11074800/iPhone-6-queue-forms-outside-Apples-flagship-US-store.html

Seriously?

Over/under on how long it takes for someone to die?

[Tarbaby]

 A very good friend of mine (Ron, a black guy),  whom I have lost touch with over the years, used to tell me one thing about us white folks is when we are embarrassed or angry or laughing too hard we turned bright pink! This caused me to laugh hard and turn bright pink. Because, I reflected, it's true. … But I suppose I could have socked him or suEd him… had it been, say, Anthony from Opie and Anthony.
By the way, any word on whether that lovely lass who punched Anthony has been arrested for assault yet?

[Tarbaby]

Well, at least he brings her candy.

when I saw that list I thought the snickers bar might be for him, for quick energy.

[DigitalPigSnuggler]

when I saw that list I thought the snickers bar might be for him, for quick energy.

Among the practitioners, it's a prop used in something they call "scat lite," but I'd really rather not talk about it.

[DigitalPigSnuggler]

I'm at a shopping center that is formed in the shape of a hairpin.  On the inside part of the loop are parking spaces.  Around the perimeter are the stores.

In front of me creeps along a monstrosity of an SUV.  It looks like one of those massive dump trucks where a normal family van doesn't even reach the height of the axle.  Although all of the parking spaces are full, the driver apparently thinks that if she (for yes, it is a woman) lingers long enough, one of the cars will vaporize before her eyes, opening up a space. 

On the other size of the loop, so close that I can almost touch it, is a contiguous block of open spaces.  It is pure torment to see this cunt idling along, hoping that someone will suddenly appear and leave, while perfectly good spaces go unoccupied.  I make a mental note that one could traverse the entire length of this parking lot, on foot, in about a minute.

We round the turn of the hairpin, ever so slowly, when suddenly the SUV lurches forward.  For a cruel moment of false hope, I believe that she has seen the open spaces and my wait is nearly over.

But no.

What she has spotted is one open space about three cars down.  Apparently she covets this space because it is closer to the store where she will shop, and after all, why walk an extra 15 feet when you don't have to, amirite?

So she begins to turn into the space, and stops.  A long pause ensues.  Just as I begin to think that she ran over a squirrel or something, I see the backup lights glow.  She has put it in reverse, but why isn't she moving?  Another long pause, and then, at glacial speed, I can see the front tire begin to turn.

By now, several people have emerged from their stores, dumped their shit in their trunks, and gotten in line behind me.  The SUV begins to back up, or is it just my imagination?  I'm SURE I saw it move.  Yes, by golly, it is moving...but it stops, about six inches from where it began.

Another pause.  I turn off my engine to wait.  The backup lights extinguish, and just then, the first horn sounds from somewhere back in the line.  The SUV again begins to inch...no, millimeter its way forward...another six inches.  More horns join in, and it sounds like the Fourth of July at the San Diego Yacht Club.

I'm not sure how long it took, but eventually a space opened up between her bumper and the opposing curb, and I shot through it like Chris Culliver exiting a gay bar he walked into accidentally.  I screech into one of the open spaces, hop out of my car, and see a line of cars zipping through the portal to freedom, each with his middle finger extended.  It was like watching a line of Shriners in their putt-putts passing the Gatorade stand at a parade.

I go in the shop purchase my item, and leave.  On my way out, I see the driver of the SUV hop out.  She Asian, and tiny.  Remember that scene in Men in Black, where a character is killed, and it's revealed to be a robot with a little tiny alien operating it from inside the skull?  She looked like that, exiting the SUV.  She was talking excitedly on a cell phone and walked right in the path of a moving car that, unfortunately, didn't hit her.

[b_dubb]

because they tried to prosecute her before (probably multiple times) and each time she was released due to being incompetent to stand trial. so the DA drops the charges and she walks. so the cops quit picking her up. since they cant hold her in a asylum on grounds of being mentally ill (thank you ACLU) she lives on the street harassing people and smoking meth.

How much $$$ would you have to slip her meth dealer before he'd consider poisoning her?

[eddie dean]

I'm at a shopping center that is formed in the shape of a hairpin.  On the inside part of the loop are parking spaces.  Around the perimeter are the stores.

In front of me creeps along a monstrosity of an SUV.  It looks like one of those massive dump trucks where a normal family van doesn't even reach the height of the axle.  Although all of the parking spaces are full, the driver apparently thinks that if she (for yes, it is a woman) lingers long enough, one of the cars will vaporize before her eyes, opening up a space. 

On the other size of the loop, so close that I can almost touch it, is a contiguous block of open spaces.  It is pure torment to see this cunt idling along, hoping that someone will suddenly appear and leave, while perfectly good spaces go unoccupied.  I make a mental note that one could traverse the entire length of this parking lot, on foot, in about a minute.

We round the turn of the hairpin, ever so slowly, when suddenly the SUV lurches forward.  For a cruel moment of false hope, I believe that she has seen the open spaces and my wait is nearly over.

But no.

What she has spotted is one open space about three cars down.  Apparently she covets this space because it is closer to the store where she will shop, and after all, why walk an extra 15 feet when you don't have to, amirite?

So she begins to turn into the space, and stops.  A long pause ensues.  Just as I begin to think that she ran over a squirrel or something, I see the backup lights glow.  She has put it in reverse, but why isn't she moving?  Another long pause, and then, at glacial speed, I can see the front tire begin to turn.

By now, several people have emerged from their stores, dumped their shit in their trunks, and gotten in line behind me.  The SUV begins to back up, or is it just my imagination?  I'm SURE I saw it move.  Yes, by golly, it is moving...but it stops, about six inches from where it began.

Another pause.  I turn off my engine to wait.  The backup lights extinguish, and just then, the first horn sounds from somewhere back in the line.  The SUV again begins to inch...no, millimeter its way forward...another six inches.  More horns join in, and it sounds like the Fourth of July at the San Diego Yacht Club.

I'm not sure how long it took, but eventually a space opened up between her bumper and the opposing curb, and I shot through it like Chris Culliver exiting a gay bar he walked into accidentally.  I screech into one of the open spaces, hop out of my car, and see a line of cars zipping through the portal to freedom, each with his middle finger extended.  It was like watching a line of Shriners in their putt-putts passing the Gatorade stand at a parade.

I go in the shop purchase my item, and leave.  On my way out, I see the driver of the SUV hop out.  She Asian, and tiny.  Remember that scene in Men in Black, where a character is killed, and it's revealed to be a robot with a little tiny alien operating it from inside the skull?  She looked like that, exiting the SUV.  She was talking excitedly on a cell phone and walked right in the path of a moving car that, unfortunately, didn't hit her.

reminds me of this George Carlin bit.
7:45 in particular.

#11 Driving:
http://youtu.be/rsmZCsvE-sI

[albrecht]

I know this question has been pondered likely since we ever had cars but why do the elderly (or at least a decent percentage) buy such large cars? Especially when they often can barely see over the steering wheel and seem to have difficulty doing things like parking, turning, etc? I was at the grocery store the other day and this old lady, looking through her steering wheel almost. Hit a guy. The guy slapped the car and said "hey". She was going maybe 1mph- so no harm done. The lady didn't even acknowledge the slap or statement or notice she hit him. She kept doing about a 30 point turn to get out of her space and then proceeded on her way.

Will this phenomena ever end? In a few decades will I also buy the biggest Buick I can find? Does this happen to every generation as soon as they turn a certain age? Why when they usually are driving solo do they need so much room? And why, like with concealed handgun licenses, don't we certified SIZE of vehicle when giving people licenses? Being able to pass a driving test in a Prius doesn't mean you can handle a Suburban or a huge car (or RV for that matter) especially when it comes to parking etc.

[onan]

I know this question has been pondered likely since we ever had cars but why do the elderly (or at least a decent percentage) buy such large cars? Especially when they often can barely see over the steering wheel and seem to have difficulty doing things like parking, turning, etc? I was at the grocery store the other day and this old lady, looking through her steering wheel almost. Hit a guy. The guy slapped the car and said "hey". She was going maybe 1mph- so no harm done. The lady didn't even acknowledge the slap or statement or notice she hit him. She kept doing about a 30 point turn to get out of her space and then proceeded on her way.

Will this phenomena ever end? In a few decades will I also buy the biggest Buick I can find? Does this happen to every generation as soon as they turn a certain age? Why when they usually are driving solo do they need so much room? And why, like with concealed handgun licenses, don't we certified SIZE of vehicle when giving people licenses? Being able to pass a driving test in a Prius doesn't mean you can handle a Suburban or a huge car (or RV for that matter) especially when it comes to parking etc.

There certainly enough anecdotes of elderly driving big cars. My observations are that the cars are usually about 10 years old. Perhaps the cars were bought for comfort and with little forethought towards aging and the decline of heigth and the skills to drive appropriately.

I have been a proponent of having everyone over the age of 65 to be required to have driving tests on a yearly basis. And at 70 a complete neuro workup.

What scares me is, I have become the annoyance I have always been angered by. I now find myself driving down the road only to realize I still have my turning signal blinking and I have been on the same road for more than 10 minutes.

[albrecht]

There certainly enough anecdotes of elderly driving big cars. My observations are that the cars are usually about 10 years old. Perhaps the cars were bought for comfort and with little forethought towards aging and the decline of heigth and the skills to drive appropriately.

I have been a proponent of having everyone over the age of 65 to be required to have driving tests on a yearly basis. And at 70 a complete neuro workup.

What scares me is, I have become the annoyance I have always been angered by. I now find myself driving down the road only to realize I still have my turning signal blinking and I have been on the same road for more than 10 minutes.

Nope. What is surprising is the cars I see are all fairly new and in good condition. So not an issue of someone on a fixed-income driving an older car back when they were big. My only guess is that they grew up in the era of big cars and still like them (and have the idea like I still admit to having that "bigger equals safer.")

I sorta of agree but also maybe for all drivers (that way the AARP lobby would support it) ever decade or so? Eyes change. Medical conditions change. Idk know about complete neuro work up. (Of course that should be gotten but it would be $$ especially for poor people or those on fixed income maybe unless medicare already covers that.) I also think everyone should be tested on the ability to 1) drive a standard transmission 2) change a spare tire 3) check basic fluids and tire air pressure.

I usually usually use my pinky to do the turn signal and once turned or changed lanes let up off. Never actually click "all the way down" to avoid the "old person" signal blinking phenomena. Haha.