Lady is a tramp wrote: » My brother got married recently, and they actually did it so right. They got married in a big room in a hostel (of all places!), in the middle of the countryside, I think the ceremony couldn't have lasted more than 15 minutes or so. Then a party in a big marquee on the hostel grounds, BYOB, barbecued piggy, all self-serve (even the top table.) Very few kids - my son and their son were the only two there, and they both went home early. Everything home-made and hand-made in terms of decorations etc. Just all so relaxed and chilled and lovely. 170 people there, but actually very few extended family ... they only invited the cousins etc who are actually in their lives, the 170 people were mostly people they know through sports etc. Plenty of aunts/uncles were miffed over their kids not being invited, a few didn't turn up over it, and they certainly weren't missed! If I ever got married, I'd love a day just like it.
buried wrote: » Go to this building - Sit there - Shut up and Watch this - Get out - Go to another building - Wait here - Go in there - Sit at this table - Shut up and listen to this - Stand up - Raise your [paw] - Get out - Come back in - Dance to this - Go home.
Junkyard Tom wrote: » Sounds a lot like the life of a dog.
Spanish Eyes wrote: » I wish I were a doggie sometimes.
Doctor Nick wrote: » Trying to go to sleep to the sounds of people riding in the next room. I get it, you scored. Now do it quietly while I get soon much needed shut eye.
Cornelius Crow wrote: » Standing in a queue, maintaining an acceptable amount space between myself and the person in front when some dunderin' gobsheen lands up on top of me to join the queue. Like, if we were any closer, we'd be riding. I inch forward to try and get away from them (while still keeping in mind that I don't want to infringe upon the person in front of me). Scutterin' fool behind creeps back into my personal space. I scootch forward and slightly to the side to try and get away from them, but no, they're intent on attaching themselves to my shadow. Gimp. It's at this point that I spin around on my heel and fix them with a steely glare. If they STILL don't get the hint then I will ask them to kindly stop encroaching on my personal space but they usually just stare at you in slack-jawed awe. God, I fcuking hate people sometimes :mad:
MAJJ wrote: » I hate that too, and will often simply move back a bit and if they take that hint then grand. If not I will then take a step back on their foot and as I am not too light or small they get the message quickly.
osarusan wrote: » Yeah, sorry about that. I can't help myself.
greencap wrote: » Eating/break time in practically all institutions/organizations. I don't want to talk about irrelevant he said she said nonsense on my break. So I generally just run away. Because Ill just end up letting my mentalness out in company if I join your little clique of bullsht. If I'm not there they can't know how fcked up I am. I take the -0.5 for antisocial behavior, rather than the inevitable -4 'hes a weirdo' I'd get if I stayed.
Robsweezie wrote: » i glanced at someones boobs the other day for a moment,and a moment later she covered up as if she thought I was having a good perve. i was sitting, she was standing, and i was facing her. maybe it was just coincidence. id rather believe that.
greencap wrote: » Thats women for you. I know I'll wear a low cut top so the world can see my tits. How dare you look at my tits.
jamesbere wrote: » I had that one day a few weeks ago, a girl I fancy. I bumped into her and and had a brief conversation. 15 mins later meet her in the next shop, laughed and did the whole "you must be following me hahaha" I swear to f**k an hour later I bump into her in tescos, I wanted the ground to swallow me up, she must of taught I was following her.
whoopsadoodles wrote: » Definitely the saying no to charities. "Would you like to help save a dying child?" Um...no thanks?
BlinkingLights wrote: » When you accidently send : "good night xxx" on a text to a grumpy builder who fixed your bathroom instead of your other half ...