Trivial things that annoy you Part 43

OldNotWIse

Mousewar wrote: »

They're soundless, camouflaged ninja trams designed to hunt and kill.

Disguised as giant steel tampons they are

jimgoose

Vel wrote: »

Crossing the Luas tracks. Despite being 100% sure there are no trams coming, mad anxiety kicks in and I always feel like I could be under a tram at any moment

You never had this problem with the old smoke-belching Napier Deltics. Safer, they were!! :cool:

ytpe2r5bxkn0c1

Pumpkinseeds wrote: »

It's a sad fact of life that quite often those that give the most are those who can afford it the least. So the person would go without in order to prevent an animal starving to death on the street and you're pissed that you had to listen to that person saying that they have very little money. If only there were more people like the complaining pensioner who feeds the ferals and fewer people who have feck all compassion for their fellow creatures.

Again, not what I said. It's the constantly referring to it and moaning about it.
I care for many wild and feral animals. I spent my life doing it both processionally and privately and continue since I retired as the local person all abandoned or injured birds and animals are brought to. I repeat, it is the constant referring to doing so, along with all the complaints of life, that gets to me. Do it. Many of us do but don't keep acting the martyr or playing the " I'm just a poor pensioner" card.
This thread is about "trivial things" and in the scheme of life it is. But this morning I read yet another "poor me" comment having heard it from someone for 2 hours last night. Rant was needed to clear the annoyance not a debate on feeding animals - because that was not the tenet of the annoyance.

CrowdedHouse

One eyed Jack wrote: »

if you look really closely at this navy tie, you'll see it's not the same navy tie as I was wearing yesterday that I pulled the threads out of when it got stuck to my velcro strap on my rain jacket... :mad:

If that happened to me it would be one third of my tie collection destroyed

Vel

Middle child is being taught about healthy eating in montessori at the moment, so lots of questions pertaining to food are being asked at home and in public, such as 'Broccoli is good for you but why is it called broccoli?' or 'If I eat all my peas, my teacher told me I'd be as strong as Johnny Sexton. Why is he called Johnny Sexton?' I'm not sure she is focusing on the healthy eating aspects of the lessons judging by her questions, but hey, I like her quirky way of thinking.

That said, I could do with certain questions being asked in the privacy of our home as opposed to loudly on a packed Luas.

'If I eat all my vegetables will my nipples get big like yours mummy? Remember I was looking at yours the other day when you took your top off? And if I eat all my vegetables then maybe I will start to grow a willy like *insert older borther's name here*'

Errrrr................

Mr. CooL ICE

Vel wrote: »

Crossing the Luas tracks. Despite being 100% sure there are no trams coming, mad anxiety kicks in and I always feel like I could be under a tram at any moment

I got that when I first moved to Dublin, but after a few months I realised how ridiculous I was and just stopped caring.

One day, I had headphones on and was about to cross the platform at the Windy Arbour stop (for those who don't know it, there is (or was) a high hedge at one end of the platform). I walked along, didn't hear anything and was about to step off the end of the platform to cross when a Luas came in. It must have been less than three inches from my face. I almost crapped my pants, but managed to compose myself and look from side to side and play it cool. Ever since that day, I act like a child practising the safe cross code when I'm anywhere near a track.

eisenberg1

OldNotWIse wrote: »

This, so much. We've so many it's like Noah's ark. Some are strays that cannot be homed but still come around for a bit of grub on a cold night. My Dad is 67 and lives on the state pension, and I've seen him spend his last few bob on a Thursday buying a bag of dried food. "Not much", he says and then laddles a spoonful of homemade stock over it - "but it'll warm them up". He's the best

Oh and for those complaining, bear in mind that although our animals are precious to us, they are all other people's "rubbish" so perhaps you should point your finger at them, rather than the good souls who seek to clean up their mess.

I like this, and I don't even like cats.............:eek:

Generic Dreadhead

Kamila Quiet Theatre wrote: »

Again, not what I said. It's the constantly referring to it and moaning about it.
I care for many wild and feral animals. I spent my life doing it both processionally and privately and continue since I retired as the local person all abandoned or injured birds and animals are brought to. I repeat, it is the constant referring to doing so, along with all the complaints of life, that gets to me. Do it. Many of us do but don't keep acting the martyr or playing the " I'm just a poor pensioner" card.
This thread is about "trivial things" and in the scheme of life it is. But this morning I read yet another "poor me" comment having heard it from someone for 2 hours last night. Rant was needed to clear the annoyance not a debate on feeding animals - because that was not the tenet of the annoyance.

Trivially annoyed that this whole situation required clarification tbh, there was feck all wrong with your initial post. Being a bit pass remarkable or off handsih about animals is vilified much more than if you acted the same about parents, members of certain communities etc. I have 2 cats and I love them both, but I didn't feel the need to moan about you being trivially annoyed at people acting all "poor me" :pac:

Vel

OldNotWIse wrote: »

When people bring babies in. It's not so much the hysterics that are TA - it's the f.ucking trickle of hysterics. It goes on and on and on as each person comes over and gets hysterical individually. Why can't they all come over and be hysterical at the same time?? Is there an hysterical queue? Just when one person finishes another comes over and starts the whole thing all over again.

And then they start passing the baby around for people to hold. I've had many people attempt to thrust a baby upon me and some seriously funny looks when I have refused to take them up on the offer. No. 1 I don't trust myself not to drop them and No. 2 I would rather not have a gaggle of gormless colleagues all making cooing noises and gawking at me with big stupid grins on their faces as they watch me holding the baby.

OldNotWIse

eisenberg1 wrote: »

I like this, and I don't even like cats.............:eek:

Are you sure? Maybe you could work out your differences?

(want a cat?!)

Aglomerado

Vel wrote: »

And then they start passing the baby around for people to hold. I've had many people attempt to thrust a baby upon me and some seriously funny looks when I have refused to take them up on the offer. No. 1 I don't trust myself not to drop them and No. 2 I would rather not have a gaggle of gormless colleagues all making cooing noises and gawking at me with big stupid grins on their faces as they watch me holding the baby.

And then the poor little helpless mite barfs on you.

Poor things, being handed round the place like the Sam Maguire at a function.

Graces7

OldNotWIse wrote: »

This, so much. We've so many it's like Noah's ark. Some are strays that cannot be homed but still come around for a bit of grub on a cold night. My Dad is 67 and lives on the state pension, and I've seen him spend his last few bob on a Thursday buying a bag of dried food. "Not much", he says and then laddles a spoonful of homemade stock over it - "but it'll warm them up". He's the best

Oh and for those complaining, bear in mind that although our animals are precious to us, they are all other people's "rubbish" so perhaps you should point your finger at them, rather than the good souls who seek to clean up their mess.

Well done your dad!

On my very first night in Ireland, many years ago now, I was kept awake by strange howling ( in the wilds of Mayo..) Next day I saw a ginger cat on the bird table eating the stale scones I had put out.. gave him my chicken stew.. next morning there was a feral cat behind every bush.... Three attached to me, added to my three.. turned out an old man was in hospital and no one had bothered to arrange anything for his cats.. it was February. Rather feed them that eat...Not stopped feeding since and also am on the state pension. Mind you this year I finally got it made up to Irish level from the basic UK and what a difference!

OldNotWIse

Vel wrote: »

And then they start passing the baby around for people to hold. I've had many people attempt to thrust a baby upon me and some seriously funny looks when I have refused to take them up on the offer. No. 1 I don't trust myself not to drop them and No. 2 I would rather not have a gaggle of gormless colleagues all making cooing noises and gawking at me with big stupid grins on their faces as they watch me holding the baby.

And saying things like, "well? do you have the longing now?" with stupid grins

"er....no I'm alright actually, I'd prefer a KFC...."

eisenberg1

OldNotWIse wrote: »

Are you sure? Maybe you could work out your differences?

(want a cat?!)

Ok, ok.......jeez, as long as I dont get run off the thread......

Post the cat to me:D

OldNotWIse

Graces7 wrote: »

Well done your dad!

On my very first night in Ireland, many years ago now, I was kept awake by strange howling ( in the wilds of Mayo..) Next day I saw a ginger cat on the bird table eating the stale scones I had put out.. gave him my chicken stew.. next morning there was a feral cat behind every bush.... Three attached to me, added to my three.. turned out an old man was in hospital and no one had bothered to arrange anything for his cats.. it was February. Rather feed them that eat...Not stopped feeding since and also am on the state pension. Mind you this year I finally got it made up to Irish level from the basic UK and what a difference!

That's the problem...word goes out! We had a fab cat until a few years back who was a complete antichrist and she kept everything out. Since she died it's been a steady influx. And one little fella actually brought his dad. I guess that's a TA too!

OldNotWIse

eisenberg1 wrote: »

Ok, ok.......jeez, as long as I dont get run off the thread......

Post the cat to me:D

Shall I send you 13 and you can pick your own?


(frantically swiftposts all cats and leaves the country)

Aglomerado

OldNotWIse wrote: »

Shall I send you 13 and you can pick your own?


(frantically swiftposts all cats and leaves the country)

Cats on approval! I like that idea.

OldNotWIse

Aglomerado wrote: »

Cats on approval! I like that idea.

Feline Inertia Selling

eisenberg1

OldNotWIse wrote: »

Shall I send you 13 and you can pick your own?


(frantically swiftposts all cats and leaves the country)

Nah, just pick one. Seen one, you have seen them all;)

Aglomerado

eisenberg1 wrote: »

Nah, just pick one. Seen one, you have seen them all;)

I dunno though, the image of the postman carrying a large box up your driveway with 52 clawing paws sticking out of it is making me laugh! :D

ytpe2r5bxkn0c1

OldNotWIse wrote: »

This, so much. We've so many it's like Noah's ark. Some are strays that cannot be homed but still come around for a bit of grub on a cold night. My Dad is 67 and lives on the state pension, and I've seen him spend his last few bob on a Thursday buying a bag of dried food. "Not much", he says and then laddles a spoonful of homemade stock over it - "but it'll warm them up". He's the best

Oh and for those complaining, bear in mind that although our animals are precious to us, they are all other people's "rubbish" so perhaps you should point your finger at them, rather than the good souls who seek to clean up their mess.

A man after my own heart. And I bet he doesn't go on all the time about having done it or moan or give the poor mouth about how it has left him without other things.

danrua01

Vel wrote: »

Middle child is being taught about healthy eating in montessori at the moment, so lots of questions pertaining to food are being asked at home and in public, such as 'Broccoli is good for you but why is it called broccoli?' or 'If I eat all my peas, my teacher told me I'd be as strong as Johnny Sexton. Why is he called Johnny Sexton?' I'm not sure she is focusing on the healthy eating aspects of the lessons judging by her questions, but hey, I like her quirky way of thinking.

That said, I could do with certain questions being asked in the privacy of our home as opposed to loudly on a packed Luas.

'If I eat all my vegetables will my nipples get big like yours mummy? Remember I was looking at yours the other day when you took your top off? And if I eat all my vegetables then maybe I will start to grow a willy like *insert older borther's name here*'

Errrrr................

uhhhhhh.............................

Graces7

OldNotWIse wrote: »

That's the problem...word goes out! We had a fab cat until a few years back who was a complete antichrist and she kept everything out. Since she died it's been a steady influx. And one little fella actually brought his dad. I guess that's a TA too!

Mu current feral is grand at keeping rivals away,, saw him rolling over and over with a would be intruder for 15 minutes one night, both screaming.....the intruder never came near again.. I think he was dumped as he is far too tame for a true feral. When go outside he attaches to my ankles..He is grand and worth every feed. If only he would stop chasing my two home cats up trees..:rolleyes:

OldNotWIse

Kamila Quiet Theatre wrote: »

A man after my own heart. And I bet he doesn't go on all the time about having done it or moan or give the poor mouth about how it has left him without other things.

Don't worry you'll be the first to know if he does

OldNotWIse

Graces7 wrote: »

Mu current feral is grand at keeping rivals away,, saw him rolling over and over with a would be intruder for 15 minutes one night, both screaming.....the intruder never came near again.. I think he was dumped as he is far too tame for a true feral. When go outside he attaches to my ankles..He is grand and worth every feed. If only he would stop chasing my two home cats up trees..:rolleyes:

:eek: Is he attacking you?

MsBubbles

OldNotWise I've tears in my eyes at your Dad's kindness to the animals.
What an absolute sweetheart

OldNotWIse

People who reek of stale cigarette smoke. Filthy f.uckers. Do they not realise they smell so bad?

Pumpkinseeds

OldNotWIse wrote: »

People who reek of stale cigarette smoke. Filthy f.uckers. Do they not realise they smell so bad?

When you smoke you don't really notice the smell. It wasn't until I quit smoking years ago that I realised how strong the smell is when you smell it on someone else.

OldNotWIse

OldNotWIse wrote: »

:eek: Is he attacking you?

Eh? It means the cat won't stray far from walking beside her ankles, I think?

OldNotWIse

bluewolf wrote: »

Eh? It means the cat won't stray far from walking beside her ankles, I think?

Ah! That makes more sense