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General Things That Annoy You thread - part 2
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What happened, did you walk out with a mullet only to realise you were forty years too late?AFKABartram said:Timing it wrong at the barbers3 -
Never go to the barbers on a Friday. Even worse is if you go on the first Friday after pay day.0
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Just watching TOTP 1998 and have worked out that the quality of a song is in direct inverse proportion to the number of dancers on stage.0
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How do they know when your pay day is?Karim_myBagheri said:Never go to the barbers on a Friday. Even worse is if you go on the first Friday after pay day.1 -
People leaving mugs and plates anywhere but in the dishwasher or by the sink once they're done using them. Sometimes even multiple sets, wtf!!!4
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A certain football club that emails it's Valley Express passengers that coach departure times are 30 minutes earlier than normal but forgets to tell the coach company.2
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as long as this is real, this is the type of thing which makes me still love this country.oohaahmortimer said:
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It’s real in that RG created it.Karim_myBagheri said:
as long as this is real, this is the type of thing which makes me still love this country.oohaahmortimer said:
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Gym pricks
Been going again and I come back exhausted, not from physical exertion but from the humans and layers of ever increasing and unnecessary bureaucracy
Used to be a small, simple place, inhabited by hotel guests and a few regulars now is a hive of gympricks, weird blokes who stare at whatever exercise you are doing, being as socially distant as I can, looking into the middle distance, earphones in and then, for some inane reason trying to talk to me like some kind of posh gym guru. If it isn't asking me how long I'm using something for its asking what gains I'm after, if it isn't just keeping me from listening to my shit and doing my level best to get in, workout done and out, showered and home as quick as I can.
The place has sold their carpark off to some sack of bollocks to start issuing PCN notices so you have to do that shit on a tablet which works 50% of the time and then roll the dice by writing down your vehicle reg on paper if it isn't working.
The signs were there, literally neon signs on fake ivy with platitudes and those things act as candles to moths for gympricks.
People in the pool but just standing talking, that isnt new in fairness but it does make me want to drown them in urine
Now, after years of having lockers that worked fine a personal padlock is required. One of the combination ones they happen to sell at reception no less, for the hilarious price of £20 that can be sought online for a fifth of that. Signs, plenty of paper signs warning that the use of any other padlocks will result in their removal.
Towels are still supplied but for a non-refundable £10.
So I've fucked it off. Went really early today to hopefully avoid the influx of wankers but seems even at opening time there is some melon in there waiting for a victim to talk to who just wants to mind their business and get on with their shit.
I almost forgot the personal trainer that haunts the place. That dickhead can fuck all the way off, won't take no for an answer and if a bloke was to persist on invading a lone females personal space like she does they would get meetoo'd7 -
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Sounds like a mare, Carts. Pleased you posted it though, as I was thinking of breaking my 61 year streak of avoiding such establishments. I now see I am doing the right thing. Cheers.Carter said:Gym pricks
Been going again and I come back exhausted, not from physical exertion but from the humans and layers of ever increasing and unnecessary bureaucracy
Used to be a small, simple place, inhabited by hotel guests and a few regulars now is a hive of gympricks, weird blokes who stare at whatever exercise you are doing, being as socially distant as I can, looking into the middle distance, earphones in and then, for some inane reason trying to talk to me like some kind of posh gym guru. If it isn't asking me how long I'm using something for its asking what gains I'm after, if it isn't just keeping me from listening to my shit and doing my level best to get in, workout done and out, showered and home as quick as I can.
The place has sold their carpark off to some sack of bollocks to start issuing PCN notices so you have to do that shit on a tablet which works 50% of the time and then roll the dice by writing down your vehicle reg on paper if it isn't working.
The signs were there, literally neon signs on fake ivy with platitudes and those things act as candles to moths for gympricks.
People in the pool but just standing talking, that isnt new in fairness but it does make me want to drown them in urine
Now, after years of having lockers that worked fine a personal padlock is required. One of the combination ones they happen to sell at reception no less, for the hilarious price of £20 that can be sought online for a fifth of that. Signs, plenty of paper signs warning that the use of any other padlocks will result in their removal.
Towels are still supplied but for a non-refundable £10.
So I've fucked it off. Went really early today to hopefully avoid the influx of wankers but seems even at opening time there is some melon in there waiting for a victim to talk to who just wants to mind their business and get on with their shit.
I almost forgot the personal trainer that haunts the place. That dickhead can fuck all the way off, won't take no for an answer and if a bloke was to persist on invading a lone females personal space like she does they would get meetoo'd3 -
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Even the annual Christmas coke advert has succumbed.
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I generally go to the one next door if the first ones busy. And if that ones busy too, I go to the one next door to that.....AFKABartram said:Timing it wrong at the barbers2 -
I just pop my hair through the letter box and pick it on the way home, all washed and vacuumedGribbo said:
I generally go to the one next door if the first ones busy. And if that ones busy too, I go to the one next door to that.....AFKABartram said:Timing it wrong at the barbers1 -
Is there anything more annoying that having your headphones in, getting in the zone and then some cock comes over with “how many more sets left bro”. I’ll be finished when I’m finished, fuck off.Carter said:Gym pricks
Been going again and I come back exhausted, not from physical exertion but from the humans and layers of ever increasing and unnecessary bureaucracy
Used to be a small, simple place, inhabited by hotel guests and a few regulars now is a hive of gympricks, weird blokes who stare at whatever exercise you are doing, being as socially distant as I can, looking into the middle distance, earphones in and then, for some inane reason trying to talk to me like some kind of posh gym guru. If it isn't asking me how long I'm using something for its asking what gains I'm after, if it isn't just keeping me from listening to my shit and doing my level best to get in, workout done and out, showered and home as quick as I can.
The place has sold their carpark off to some sack of bollocks to start issuing PCN notices so you have to do that shit on a tablet which works 50% of the time and then roll the dice by writing down your vehicle reg on paper if it isn't working.
The signs were there, literally neon signs on fake ivy with platitudes and those things act as candles to moths for gympricks.
People in the pool but just standing talking, that isnt new in fairness but it does make me want to drown them in urine
Now, after years of having lockers that worked fine a personal padlock is required. One of the combination ones they happen to sell at reception no less, for the hilarious price of £20 that can be sought online for a fifth of that. Signs, plenty of paper signs warning that the use of any other padlocks will result in their removal.
Towels are still supplied but for a non-refundable £10.
So I've fucked it off. Went really early today to hopefully avoid the influx of wankers but seems even at opening time there is some melon in there waiting for a victim to talk to who just wants to mind their business and get on with their shit.
I almost forgot the personal trainer that haunts the place. That dickhead can fuck all the way off, won't take no for an answer and if a bloke was to persist on invading a lone females personal space like she does they would get meetoo'd4 -
The Press, as the football term The press. More to the point people mentioning our Press yesterday and the lack of our Press.Every few years some pundit/journalist/coach comes out with a new term for a formation or pattern of play. It’s nonsense.5
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When people say they 'stopped' somewhere, instead of 'stayed'.1
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Yeah, I stayed at the motorway service station for a pissME14addick said:When people say they 'stopped' somewhere, instead of 'stayed'.7 -
Sounds like a welcome break.MrOneLung said:
Yeah, I stayed at the motorway service station for a pissME14addick said:When people say they 'stopped' somewhere, instead of 'stayed'.11 -
Can I jump in with you mate?Carter said:Gym pricks
Been going again and I come back exhausted, not from physical exertion but from the humans and layers of ever increasing and unnecessary bureaucracy
Used to be a small, simple place, inhabited by hotel guests and a few regulars now is a hive of gympricks, weird blokes who stare at whatever exercise you are doing, being as socially distant as I can, looking into the middle distance, earphones in and then, for some inane reason trying to talk to me like some kind of posh gym guru. If it isn't asking me how long I'm using something for its asking what gains I'm after, if it isn't just keeping me from listening to my shit and doing my level best to get in, workout done and out, showered and home as quick as I can.
The place has sold their carpark off to some sack of bollocks to start issuing PCN notices so you have to do that shit on a tablet which works 50% of the time and then roll the dice by writing down your vehicle reg on paper if it isn't working.
The signs were there, literally neon signs on fake ivy with platitudes and those things act as candles to moths for gympricks.
People in the pool but just standing talking, that isnt new in fairness but it does make me want to drown them in urine
Now, after years of having lockers that worked fine a personal padlock is required. One of the combination ones they happen to sell at reception no less, for the hilarious price of £20 that can be sought online for a fifth of that. Signs, plenty of paper signs warning that the use of any other padlocks will result in their removal.
Towels are still supplied but for a non-refundable £10.
So I've fucked it off. Went really early today to hopefully avoid the influx of wankers but seems even at opening time there is some melon in there waiting for a victim to talk to who just wants to mind their business and get on with their shit.
I almost forgot the personal trainer that haunts the place. That dickhead can fuck all the way off, won't take no for an answer and if a bloke was to persist on invading a lone females personal space like she does they would get meetoo'd1 -
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You stay in a hotel.MrOneLung said:
Yeah, I stayed at the motorway service station for a pissME14addick said:When people say they 'stopped' somewhere, instead of 'stayed'.0 -
You mean sprayed?MrOneLung said:
Yeah, I stayed at the motorway service station for a pissME14addick said:When people say they 'stopped' somewhere, instead of 'stayed'.0 -
Yeah, but you need to stop or you'd drive straight past itME14addick said:
You stay in a hotel.MrOneLung said:
Yeah, I stayed at the motorway service station for a pissME14addick said:When people say they 'stopped' somewhere, instead of 'stayed'.0 -
Stopped is fine if it’s part of your journey, ie we stopped in a hotel for a night and then continued on….
I don’t think I’ve ever heard someone say, I stopped in a hotel for two weeks.0 -
Think it's my age but people who know every single word and dance move to Candy.
No problem with that per se but it's the way they dance in an over exaggerated fashion on the dancefloor and all try to be in perfect rhythm with each other, over extend their hips/arms/legs, twists, jumps, throwing their heads back and then look so fucking pleased with themselves once the entire 4-5mins of the song is complete.4 -
I’m showing my age………I have no idea what song this is 🤔Macronate said:Think it's my age but people who know every single word and dance move to Candy.
No problem with that per se but it's the way they dance in an over exaggerated fashion on the dancefloor and all try to be in perfect rhythm with each other, over extend their hips/arms/legs, twists, jumps, throwing their heads back and then look so fucking pleased with themselves once the entire 4-5mins of the song is complete.10 -
I also think it's my age (and taste), but I don't know the song, Candy.Macronate said:Think it's my age but people who know every single word and dance move to Candy.
No problem with that per se but it's the way they dance in an over exaggerated fashion on the dancefloor and all try to be in perfect rhythm with each other, over extend their hips/arms/legs, twists, jumps, throwing their heads back and then look so fucking pleased with themselves once the entire 4-5mins of the song is complete.4 -
Not just me then 🤣🤣1
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You'd know it if you heard it I think.
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