When the car park is rammed. As you pay for the ticket at the machine an enterprising motorist notices and then proceeds to slowly 'stalk' you round the car park to where your car is. The next one who does this to me will have an extra lap to complete. Although, I suppose in reality I'll just let it go. I mean there's worse things to get upset about. I dunno why I've even written it up here. I need to cheer up a bit.
Always hated the wanker, but the way he's blanking the chefs on Saturday Kitchen when they're trying to explain things to him, just to try and get an unfunny joke in, prick
good one. And whenever he talks about Arsenal. Just reminds me of their bland void of a supporter. A nothing man, a nothing club, who both peaked in the 90s/late 90s early 2000s (Arsenal) and are hanging around.
Always hated the wanker, but the way he's blanking the chefs on Saturday Kitchen when they're trying to explain things to him, just to try and get an unfunny joke in, prick
Agreed.
You didn't have to spend three days in a black cab with him though.
When the car park is rammed. As you pay for the ticket at the machine an enterprising motorist notices and then proceeds to slowly 'stalk' you round the car park to where your car is. The next one who does this to me will have an extra lap to complete. Although, I suppose in reality I'll just let it go. I mean there's worse things to get upset about. I dunno why I've even written it up here. I need to cheer up a bit.
I love this - it's the sort of thing that's incredibly annoying at the time... but rationally speaking, it's just a guy trying to find a space in an otherwise full car park. No big deal. But still annoying.
Always hated the wanker, but the way he's blanking the chefs on Saturday Kitchen when they're trying to explain things to him, just to try and get an unfunny joke in, prick
Agreed.
You didn't have to spend three days in a black cab with him though.
I've got socks older than you @Addickted2TheReds - bit of respect please, or I'll stop your pocket money this week.
And talking of absolute tools, you must be the only Addick in christendom who thinks the taxi is black - and you feckin travelled in it for about 550 miles!
When the car park is rammed. As you pay for the ticket at the machine an enterprising motorist notices and then proceeds to slowly 'stalk' you round the car park to where your car is. The next one who does this to me will have an extra lap to complete. Although, I suppose in reality I'll just let it go. I mean there's worse things to get upset about. I dunno why I've even written it up here. I need to cheer up a bit.
I love this - it's the sort of thing that's incredibly annoying at the time... but rationally speaking, it's just a guy trying to find a space in an otherwise full car park. No big deal. But still annoying.
I'm the opposite - if someone clearly wants a space and I'm about to leave I'll be quite happy to help them find a space.
Watching the gangland programme on C5 and seeing how intelligent young men with limited opportunity are pounced upon by gangs and people on twitter can't see it and spout racist shit. There's no denying there's an element of chasing the big man Rep, but some people are so judgemental when they've got no clue.
Losing out at a game of on-street parking poker. You see a spot but twist, thinking that one's too far away. There are no more, so you have to go back, but someone's had it; you're bust.
Losing out at a game of on-street parking poker. You see a spot but twist, thinking that one's too far away. There are no more, so you have to go back, but someone's had it; you're bust.
Assholes who wont shut the f*ck up on my bank of desks. I get it if they need to make a phone call, but you've got to draw the line somewhere - and it's about 100 yards before "lets all watch christmas movie trailers and critique them at the top of our voices".
What on earth did I do to deserve sitting on a bloody marketing floor? The women are beautiful here, but the men are a bit girly and everyone is far too loud.
Assholes who wont shut the f*ck up on my bank of desks. I get it if they need to make a phone call, but you've got to draw the line somewhere - and it's about 100 yards before "lets all watch christmas movie trailers and critique them at the top of our voices".
What on earth did I do to deserve sitting on a bloody marketing floor? The women are beautiful here, but the men are a bit girly and everyone is far too loud.
I feel this pain. We hot desk now, so even though I paid for a bank of Mac monitors from my budget, a bunch of marketing no-marks sit there with their Hewlett Packards, not using the screens. This forces me to sit on what is effectively a fucking park bench. The bonus being that I don't have to listen to their marketing drivel over there.
Christmas isn't Christmas without Oak Furnitureland.
Yes! Saw this the other day, and was like... "well, better take the tree down then".
Edit: Also, "you can't put your tree up, it's November!!". I'll put whatever I want up, thanks. I could cover the entire exterior of my flat in Christmas wrapping paper if I want... in March.
"You can't eat all of those mince pies, it's not even breakfast yet!" "You can't wear your 'sexy' Father Christmas costume today, we've got clients in"
Christmas isn't Christmas without Oak Furnitureland.
Yes! Saw this the other day, and was like... "well, better take the tree down then".
Edit:Also, "you can't put your tree up, it's November!!". I'll put whatever I want up, thanks. I could cover the entire exterior of my flat in Christmas wrapping paper if I want... in March.
"You can't eat all of those mince pies, it's not even breakfast yet!" "You can't wear your 'sexy' Father Christmas costume today, we've got clients in"
Fun sponges.
You can, but all right thinking people would consider you a total plum (pudding)...
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You didn't have to spend three days in a black cab with him though.
Absolute tool.
@Davo55
And talking of absolute tools, you must be the only Addick in christendom who thinks the taxi is black - and you feckin travelled in it for about 550 miles!
Courtesy is its own reward.
I blame Roland.
And arse kissers
Back on track... The emperor's new clothing that is Adam Sandler's career. How? Why?
At least I spose it makes it slightly easier to avoid em
What on earth did I do to deserve sitting on a bloody marketing floor? The women are beautiful here, but the men are a bit girly and everyone is far too loud.
*other Deitys are available.
Edit: Also, "you can't put your tree up, it's November!!". I'll put whatever I want up, thanks. I could cover the entire exterior of my flat in Christmas wrapping paper if I want... in March.
"You can't eat all of those mince pies, it's not even breakfast yet!"
"You can't wear your 'sexy' Father Christmas costume today, we've got clients in"
Fun sponges.
His voice just annoys me!