Trivial things that annoy you Part 2

whirlpool

I made a cup of tea for myself. Put in the milk.

About five or ten minutes later, my mam appeared. I made her a fresh cup of tea. My own tea had significantly cooled down by now.

Carrying the two cups - one containing warm tea, the other containing freshly boiling tea - into the living room, I took a gulp out of my own cup of warm tea.

Nope! That was the freshly boiled one! SCALDED my throat!

Rasheed

Riddle101 wrote: »

:eek: Jesus it must be some hotel room to be charging you that much for one night.

I know, it was the Merrion. I was expecting them to throw in a man to keep me company at that price!

daithi7

Rasheed wrote: »

I know, it was the Merrion. I was expecting them to throw in a man to keep me company at that price!

They did, sure didn't he even set off his car alarm outside your window so you'd invite him up!?

P.s. you hardly expected to pay that much for just b&b in Dublin did you??

Rasheed

Rasheed wrote: »

I know, it was the Merrion. I was expecting them to throw in a man to keep me company at that price!

Did you not ask the Concierge 'for an extra pillow'??

;) nudge nudge

SureYWouldntYa

Making a damn good cup of tea for meself, taking the perfect time for stirring and the right amount of sugar in my favourite mug. Slice of biscuit cake too.

Take the first sip of tea, and it's feckin mank. Mainly due to the gone off milk. Haven't had the strength to make tea since

Fat Christy

When the new running leggings you bought fit you perfectly when you put them on instore/at home but the minute you start running in them they beginning slipping down on you. I'm just back for a run and I am after spending the whole run trying to keep the fcukers up. :mad: Ugh.

BeerSteakBirds

when I pee before bedtime , jump into bed dead tired ... and realize I need to pee again and its cold outside of my covers


Same scenario and I realize I forgot to brush my teeth the guilt picturing an army of plaque bacteria attacking my tooth enamel is as bad as a full bladder...

whirlpool

BeerSteakBirds wrote: »

when I pee before bedtime , jump into bed dead tired ... and realize I need to pee again and its cold outside of my covers


Same scenario and I realize I forgot to brush my teeth the guilt picturing an army of plaque bacteria attacking my tooth enamel is as bad as a full bladder...

I try to get my teeth brushed before I'm tired. The guilt of lying in bed with unbrushed teeth is just too much!

When it comes to needing to pee, I'm like an 80 year old man. I'll get in to bed and have to get out again to pee like three times over the next two hours. Hell on earth. I try to not drink anything a few hours before bed, but then I get really thirsty.

BeerSteakBirds

whirlpool wrote: »

I try to get my teeth brushed before I'm tired. The guilt of lying in bed with unbrushed teeth is just too much!

When it comes to needing to pee, I'm like an 80 year old man. I'll get in to bed and have to get out again to pee like three times over the next two hours. Hell on earth. I try to not drink anything a few hours before bed, but then I get really thirsty.

I forgot to mention another bladder related problem which drives me nuts:

When having a day off and a lie in but need to pee and badly ! So a choice interrupts your half asleep state - wake up and pee or enjoy being asleep but suffer the pain of holding in the floodgates !

Or even on a regular day and you could get up 30 minutes earlier but dont want to - so the last 20 or 30 minutes of ''sleep'' in the morning are ones of deep and profound suffering . Nothing in life is simple sometimes

Yeah I must have the bladder of an 80 year old man too :mad:

LizzieJones

BeerSteakBirds wrote: »

I forgot to mention another bladder related problem which drives me nuts:

When having a day off and a lie in but need to pee and badly ! So a choice interrupts your half asleep state - wake up and pee or enjoy being asleep but suffer the pain of holding in the floodgates !

Or even on a regular day and you could get up 30 minutes earlier but dont want to - so the last 20 or 30 minutes of ''sleep'' in the morning are ones of deep and profound suffering . Nothing in life is simple sometimes

Yeah I must have the bladder of an 80 year old man too :mad:

You've just described my life.

Rasheed

daithi7 wrote: »

P.s. you hardly expected to pay that much for just b&b in Dublin did you??

I knew it was steep but I was attending a wedding there. A lot of the hotels near by were booked out, the gay pride parade was on too, so I just bit the bullet and chanced staying there. So not worth the money for two hours sleep.

wuffly

Not exactly trivial but i have just sat through an interview where my boss asked the interviewee if and when she plans on having kids. After said interview he kindly that pointed out that if you can manage without someone for a maternity leave you don't need them I don't work in Ireland or the EU as all of this would be completely against the law let alone anything else. I work in the middle east and despite the fact its a middle age view i bite my tongue and get that this is how the place operates but my boss in English....

Barely There

More chugger woes.

Walking down Grafton Street.
See Chugger approaching me. I put head down and hope she picks on someone else.
No. She actually adopts a curved approach and falls into step beside me shaking her collection bucket under my nose.

'Hi ya' she says in ridiculously cheery tone 'Would you like to support blah balh blah?'
'Sorry', I say, 'I've no change.'

In a really high pitched and loud sing-song voice she shouts "I don't believe you!"


Surely no judge would convict me if I murdered her right here?

OldNotWIse

When you're on one of those buses that has a set of doors in the middle as well as at the front, and idiots insist on queing to get off via the main doors even though the middle set are open. People at the bus stop then have to wait an extra 20 seconds to get on. Why people, why?!

OldNotWIse

Barely There wrote: »

More chugger woes.

Walking down Grafton Street.
See Chugger approaching me. I put head down and hope she picks on someone else.
No. She actually adopts a curved approach and falls into step beside me shaking her collection bucket under my nose.

'Hi ya' she says in ridiculously cheery tone 'Would you like to support blah balh blah?'
'Sorry', I say, 'I've no change.'

In a really high pitched and loud sing-song voice she shouts "I don't believe you!"


Surely no judge would convict me if I murdered her right here?

Urgh, spawn of satan...

Pumpkinseeds

Barely There wrote: »

More chugger woes.

Walking down Grafton Street.
See Chugger approaching me. I put head down and hope she picks on someone else.
No. She actually adopts a curved approach and falls into step beside me shaking her collection bucket under my nose.

'Hi ya' she says in ridiculously cheery tone 'Would you like to support blah balh blah?'
'Sorry', I say, 'I've no change.'

In a really high pitched and loud sing-song voice she shouts "I don't believe you!"


Surely no judge would convict me if I murdered her right here?

It is so tempting with those parasites to verbally rip them apart publicly for making commission off the suffering of others, that's exactly what they're doing. They don't give a sh1t about the charity, they really are fcuking parasites. One of these days when one of em gets smart with me I'm going to do it. If more of us did that there'd be fewer of them around.

Gongoozler

OldNotWIse wrote: »

When you're on one of those buses that has a set of doors in the middle as well as at the front, and idiots insist on queing to get off via the main doors even though the middle set are open. People at the bus stop then have to wait an extra 20 seconds to get on. Why people, why?!

Drives me crazy. It's such a simple thing. Took them long enough to get the bloody buses with these doors, and now nobody will use them! One day I was sitting towards the back of the bus, and saw a woman who was sitting at the seat right beside the middle doors, and could see them opening every stop, and she still got off through the front doors.

OldNotWIse

Gongoozler wrote: »

Drives me crazy. It's such a simple thing. Took them long enough to get the bloody buses with these doors, and now nobody will use them! One day I was sitting towards the back of the bus, and saw a woman who was sitting at the seat right beside the middle doors, and could see them opening every stop, and she still got off through the front doors.

Eventually, they will have to bring in those single direction barriers so that people can get on one way and off another. Human stupidity just baffles me.

jimgoose

Mrs. Goose and I went into the city centre on Saturday afternoon to buy shoes. Now, some of you might know that large swathes of the centre of Cork are now pedestrianised, Continental-style, so we got to witness the city's new core industry (besides youngfellas batin' shyte out of each other on the side-streets off Pana) which is: assholing around cycling bicycles and sitting on benches, followed by getting up, ambling off a hundred yards and sitting on another bench, before tackling the conundrum of whether to invest in a cup of coffee from one of these Costa Rica portacabin-things that seem to be all over the place these days. It appears the Gummint have a point - at this rate of knots the place will be up there with the likes of Dagenham and Hamamatsu in no time! :pac:

LynnGrace

OldNotWIse wrote: »

Eventually, they will have to bring in those single direction barriers so that people can get on one way and off another. Human stupidity just baffles me.

I guarantee you that people would still stand gawping at the barrier, and shouting at the bus driver to help them.

madrabui

It was a beautiful sunning morning but I woke up to to two bags of rubbish strewn in front of the house.

The silver lining - the plonker left an envelope with an address on it. I was tempted to drive up and fire it through their window.

Tasden

When you call into work on your day off to do one small thing and everybody stops you-"have you got one sec/can you help me with just one thing" - you were doing just fine til I arrived, ask someone who is being paid to be here!

eisenberg1

Barely There wrote: »

More chugger woes.

Walking down Grafton Street.
See Chugger approaching me. I put head down and hope she picks on someone else.
No. She actually adopts a curved approach and falls into step beside me shaking her collection bucket under my nose.

'Hi ya' she says in ridiculously cheery tone 'Would you like to support blah balh blah?'
'Sorry', I say, 'I've no change.'

In a really high pitched and loud sing-song voice she shouts "I don't believe you!"


Surely no judge would convict me if I murdered her right here?

"May I suggest you spray some WD40 on your bucket, or perhaps a light application of Vaseline...............AND SHOVE IT UP YER HOLE!!!"

mickydoomsux

LynnGrace wrote: »

I guarantee you that people would still stand gawping at the barrier, and shouting at the bus driver to help them.

I work in public transport and this would absolutely happen. The barriers in Heuston and other stations already confuse people to no end.

I have people asking me where things like toilets and exits are despite it being both obvious and clearly signposted.

People need their hands held constantly in Ireland. I'd love to see them navigate the subway system in New York.

OldNotWIse

"All for just thirty euro of your credit" - why not just thirty euro? It doesn't make it sound like less if you say it the first way!

OldNotWIse

mickydoomsux wrote: »

I work in public transport and this would absolutely happen. The barriers in Heuston and other stations already confuse people to no end.

I have people asking me where things like toilets and exits are despite it being both obvious and clearly signposted.

People need their hands held constantly in Ireland. I'd love to see them navigate the subway system in New York.

Dealing with the public is a real eye opener. It's as if there is some deep-seated need among us to have some kind of transaction even if we already know the procedure etc. People will ask questions they already know the answer to just so they can "interact" on some level.* Bizzare carry on. We are truly a nation of basket cases.


* has anyone ever seen those women in their 40's - 50's who get on buses (there's a surprise) and do this thing. It's hard to pick up on but when you see it you'll know exactly what I mean. They tell the driver where they are going and then put in their coin (always a single coin) and then look back up at the driver as if they are waiting for some praise or other, instead of just taking the receipt. Watch for it... :P

Pumpkinseeds

OldNotWIse wrote: »

Dealing with the public is a real eye opener. It's as if there is some deep-seated need among us to have some kind of transaction even if we already know the procedure etc. People will ask questions they already know the answer to just so they can "interact" on some level.* Bizzare carry on. We are truly a nation of basket cases.


* has anyone ever seen those women in their 40's - 50's who get on buses (there's a surprise) and do this thing. It's hard to pick up on but when you see it you'll know exactly what I mean. They tell the driver where they are going and then put in their coin (always a single coin) and then look back up at the driver as if they are waiting for some praise or other, instead of just taking the receipt. Watch for it... :P

Maybe they're confusing it with home life and waiting for the driver to give them a pat on the ass, hand them some money and tell em to go buy something pretty:D

LynnGrace

Stupid seats joined together in waiting areas, and I always end up beside the most giddy, fidgety person. I'm getting seasick here.

mickydoomsux

The comments on news stories on breaking news.ie

I know it's my own fault for reading them but they have the most miserable bunch of arseholes posting over there. Every single domestic news item is turned into an attack on governments past and present by the same guy and 4 or 5 of his cheerleaders.

There could be a story about the government giving every single citizen a gold bar completely free of charge and this miserable **** would still harp on about "pigs at the trough, rabble rabble bailout! Burn the bondholders!"

vitani

That 'Donal!' ad for Bord Gáis is driving me crazy. If Donal is no good at DIY, then his wife should do it herself. Not leave it up to him because he's the man of the house and it's his job to do it.

Can you imagine a husband wandering around the house shouting at his wife because the dinner is burned or the floor hasn't been hoovered properly?