Pet Peeve Thread...Thanks Quicksilver!

[erick_c]

At work:
1. People who don't replace the empty hand towel rolls with new ones (especially since the storage closet with the paper towels is 2 feet away-open the door and get a new roll, dammit).

2. People who ask me "Why is my internet slow?" referring to how long the web page they're trying to get to is loading, proceed to get up from their chairs, and wait for me to 'fix it'.

3. People who call my cell phone and say "I'm really sorry for bothering you on a weekend/day-off/off-duty... ". No you're not, if you were sorry, you wouldn't call... What's even worse is when the conversation ends and the persons admit that it wasn't important and could've waited until Monday(next work day).

4. People who call and say "I JUST sent you an email..." or "I'm sending you an email..." and proceed to tell you what the email contents are.

Driving:
1. People who don't use their turn signals, EVER. (I happens in Korea ALOT. Instead of using their turn signals, they poke their hands out of their window, make eye contact, give a little wave, and bow. WTF!?)

2. People who drive to the end of an exit ramp and cut in. Oblivious to the fact that there's 50 cars waiting to get off the highway. Yeah, you didn't see the sign for the exit a mile back, pal?

3. In bumper-to-bumper traffic, people who switch lanes numerous times trying to get ahead and finally end up behind me when all they had to do was stay in front of me.

4. People who stop at a redlight ON the crosswalk.

5. Random braking (no, I don't tailgate). I'm talking about the people who accelerate, realize they're over the speed limit and hit their brakes (not lightly, since you see their cars nosedive). Take your foot off the gas, trust me the car will eventually slow down.

Gym:
1. Guys who take two sets of dumbells, one for their warmup and the other for their actual sets, and KEEP THEM until they're done with their sets.

2. MOST GYMS LET YOU USE CLEAN TOWELS FOR FREE!!!! USE A DAMN TOWEL TO WIPE YOUR SWEAT OFF THE EQUIPMENT!!! Nothing worse than walking up to the flat bench only to see the last guy's head, back, and ass sweat still on it.

3. People who grunt loud. Buddy, if it's that hard, you may wanna back it off just a tad, before you break/tear/pop something.

Out & About:
1. Strangers who jump into your conversations without saying "Excuse me...". i.e., a friend of mine was asking me if an ad on a billboard for a computer was worth the $300 asking price. I said "it might be worth it for just the monitor". Guy behinds us jumps in "It's a CRT. That thing is a boat anchor". I simply said, "Yeah".
Guy walks away and I tell my friend, "This Sony 19" CRT retailed for about $1700 about 4 years ago. Since you use p-shop a lot, you may wanna give this guy a call."

[B-Line]

You know who I fucking hate.

I hate stupid fucking parents who take their young, screaming kids, to a Saturday night, 10:20pm movie. And then let their kids scream in my ear for the entire length of the film. And I don't give a shit if the movie is Wall*E. It's 10:20, on a Saturday night, not a Monday afternoon Matinee. Your kids don't belong in the theater. You can't afford a baby sitter, FUCK YOU! Stay home and watch THE INCREDIBLES, it's on DVD.

You know who else I hate. Stupid shit-head tourists who stop me, regardless of what I'm doing, to ask me how they get to the HOLLYWOOD sign. "Listen dumbass, you can't get to the Hollywood sign, it's inaccessible. There is no road you can take, there is no magic secret elevator ride or tram and to be honest, there's nothing to see. It's a god-damn fucking sign that says, HOLLYWOOD, nothing else, nothing more. Now move your stupid Hertz mini-van out of the middle of my street before I run your ugly kids over, I have to get to work and you're obviously in the way. - And no, I can't get out of my car to take a picture of your family, you're blocking traffic."

Taking deep breaths and counting backwards from 10 now... LOL..

Oh, and I hate people who think they need to scream louder for me to hear them in a loud environment. That just hurts my ears. Talk softly and I will be able to hear you.

And I hate people who are rude to my wife at her retail job. She works hard, long hours, weekends, holidays, when she's sick, etc. and she deserves more respect. - You don't have your receipt and you wore the shoes you want to return, SORRY, it's against store policy. Trying to guesstimate her hourly salary and stating, "I make $1000 an hour and you make $6 a week" is just fucking obnoxious. And if you do make $1000 an hour, why are you wasting 45 minutes trying to return a $100 pair of shoes?

I'd also like to add:
Stupid ass tourists who flick their lit cigarette butt's out the window in my neighborhood. Don't you realize we haven't had rain in 360 days? Can't you see how dry EVERYTHING is. Don't you watch the news and have any fucking clue about SoCal. wild fires? How about I come to your neighborhood, douse your house with some gasoline and bake some Smores over an open fire on your front lawn, inches from where your kids sleep. How'd you like that?

[erick_c]

Originally Posted by B-Line

And I hate people who are rude to my wife at her retail job. She works hard, long hours, weekends, holidays, when she's sick, etc. and she deserves more respect. - You don't have your receipt and you wore the shoes you want to return, SORRY, it's against store policy. Trying to guesstimate her hourly salary and stating, "I make $1000 an hour and you make $6 a week" is just fucking obnoxious. And if you do make $1000 an hour, why are you wasting 45 minutes trying to return a $100 pair of shoes?

LOL, at that rate, the person makes $2M a year, and they're worried about a pair of shoes that cost a $100... some people...

[MrLabGuy]

Originally Posted by B-Line

You know who I fucking hate.

I hate stupid fucking parents who take their young, screaming kids, to a Saturday night, 10:20pm movie. And then let their kids scream in my ear for the entire length of the film. And I don't give a shit if the movie is Wall*E. It's 10:20, on a Saturday night, not a Monday afternoon Matinee. Your kids don't belong in the theater. You can't afford a baby sitter, FUCK YOU! Stay home and watch THE INCREDIBLES, it's on DVD.

You know who else I hate. Stupid shit-head tourists who stop me, regardless of what I'm doing, to ask me how they get to the HOLLYWOOD sign. "Listen dumbass, you can't get to the Hollywood sign, it's inaccessible. There is no road you can take, there is no magic secret elevator ride or tram and to be honest, there's nothing to see. It's a god-damn fucking sign that says, HOLLYWOOD, nothing else, nothing more. Now move your stupid Hertz mini-van out of the middle of my street before I run your ugly kids over, I have to get to work and you're obviously in the way. - And no, I can't get out of my car to take a picture of your family, you're blocking traffic."

Taking deep breaths and counting backwards from 10 now... LOL..

Oh, and I hate people who think they need to scream louder for me to hear them in a loud environment. That just hurts my ears. Talk softly and I will be able to hear you.

And I hate people who are rude to my wife at her retail job. She works hard, long hours, weekends, holidays, when she's sick, etc. and she deserves more respect. - You don't have your receipt and you wore the shoes you want to return, SORRY, it's against store policy. Trying to guesstimate her hourly salary and stating, "I make $1000 an hour and you make $6 a week" is just fucking obnoxious. And if you do make $1000 an hour, why are you wasting 45 minutes trying to return a $100 pair of shoes?

I'd also like to add:
Stupid ass tourists who flick their lit cigarette butt's out the window in my neighborhood. Don't you realize we haven't had rain in 360 days? Can't you see how dry EVERYTHING is. Don't you watch the news and have any fucking clue about SoCal. wild fires? How about I come to your neighborhood, douse your house with some gasoline and bake some Smores over an open fire on your front lawn, inches from where your kids sleep. How'd you like that?

You just earned a prescription for medical



I personally don't smoke but I do live in Northern California and have friends.

[B-Line]

The funny thing is MLB, despite the general assumption that I'm a smoker, I'n reality, I'm not.

It's a rare, rare, rare occasion that I ever partake in the puff. While I used to enjoy it, about 10 years ago, I started to suffer from the dreaded, marijuana paranoia. It gives me anxiety and makes me shake like I'm having a panic attack.

But I still believe it should be legal.

[MrLabGuy]

Originally Posted by B-Line

The funny thing is MLB, despite the general assumption that I'm a smoker, I'n reality, I'm not.

It's a rare, rare, rare occasion that I ever partake in the puff. While I used to enjoy it, about 10 years ago, I started to suffer from the dreaded, marijuana paranoia. It gives me anxiety and makes me shake like I'm having a panic attack.

But I still believe it should be legal.

Been about that long for me as well...Just can't function in this fast paced society when you're stoned.

I'm for Legal with some restrictions for the sake of the kids.

[B-Line]

Originally Posted by MrLabGuy

I'm for Legal with some restrictions for the sake of the kids.

Agreed!

21 to drink, 21 to smoke. And no smoking and driving. No smoking in public places. No smoking if you drive buses, fly planes, operate heavy machinery, etc.

[erick_c]

Just thought of another:

Guys that tell me they're working out and running but "can't" seem to lose the spare tire around their belly. They say this to me while shoving a BK Double Whopper with cheese extra mayo and ketchup between their lips with "GO LARGE" chicken fries and a Coke.

I'm sitting across from them with a (homemade) grilled chicken salad w/ italian dressing, a big bottle of water, and an apple.

[B-Line]

Originally Posted by erick_c

Just thought of another:

Guys that tell me they're working out and running but "can't" seem to lose the spare tire around their belly.

Dude, if we ever meet face to face, I'm going to snap you in half like a dry twig... Then I'm going to choke you with your chicken salad and laugh as I steal whatever cash is in your wallet (while grunting...) LOL..

[erick_c]

Originally Posted by B-Line

Dude, if we ever meet face to face, I'm going to snap you in half like a dry twig... Then I'm going to choke you with your chicken salad and laugh as I steal whatever cash is in your wallet (while grunting...) LOL..

LOL... bring it on, fatty...

watah!