Trivial things that annoy you

Sniffy art gallery 'managers' or 'owners' or whatever they are calling themselves these days. They think they are the business and then some.

Gym bunnies and the women are not much better.

Sounds systems shoved into the boot of some young feckers car, I know where I would like to shove that sound system..... boom, boom, boom, boom. He'll be hearing impaired by the time he's 25.

Football coaches who are akin to concentration camp guards. Who feckin died and made you Amon Goeth?

Interior designers and decorators, feck sake, Leonardo DaVinci and Michelangelo have got nothing on these guys. Interior designers/ decorators, my foot wants to decorate the inside of their ass.

Surly revenue officials, feck it's like Night of The Living Dead in their office, have you ever seen them, feckin zombies.

Ardal O Hanlon, funny me arse.

Oops69 wrote: »

Possessive plural punctuation pernicikitiness !

People who use long words to sound intelligent.

Alliteration annoys me too.

I hate when my bread/toast is'nt buttered right out to the edges.

Fred Swanson wrote: »

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Usually with the "Irish" Star/Mirror or some other rag that is supposed to pass as a newspaper.

Webpages that won't load. Was on Meteor's site just a while ago and it's like holy fook sake, wanted to tear someone a new one.

Computer errors that don't actually tell you, even in 2013, what the bloody error is. It's all this gobbledegook that apparently only Mikersoft 'technician's' can understand, us mere plebs have to leave it to the big tech heads.

Trying to figure out how to get the staple pages together function to work on the office photocopier...... ohhhhhhh :mad:

Forgetting something five minutes after you've been shown how to do it or told how to do it in work and you stand there like a complete tool kit nodding your head, saying yes when the person asks does everyone know how to do it.

Soggy pizza delivery boxes.

Milk that has just gone off and you have no new milk in the fridge. It's lashing down outside and you want to eat your cereal, and you sit there eating it through gritted teeth wanting to be sick after every mouthful. That really grinds my gears big time.

Phone shop 'managers'.

Weekend staff who work in phone shops. There's only 2 of them and there's a bloody queue a mile long outside the door. There's usually some bint standing at the counter being shown how to do everything on her new €600 phone, who the fook needs a phone costing 600 spondooliks anyway?

aujopimur wrote: »

I hate when my bread/toast is'nt buttered right out to the edges.

Cold toast.

Cold, unspreadable butter.

Microwaved eggs passed off as poached.

If I wasn't so crap at poaching eggs then I wouldn't get infuriated by cafe staff not being able to make my favourite breakfast absolutely perfect.

When you ring the doctor to book an appointment for 5pm and when you get there there are 20 people who have also been given a 5pm appointment. A$$hats.

I mentioned this in another thread, but decided to throw it in here too...

When you're at an outdoor gig and they have those four way pissers, so you're actually staring someone in the face when you piss. Who's f*cking idea was that?

eisenberg1 wrote: »

Is that in the ladies or the gents?:D

Jesus, wouldn't that be nasty? Mind you, they always go in pairs anyway... :pac:

Contra flow, more like

Little kids not looking where they're going and running into your legs/balls on the street.

eisenberg1 wrote: »

And they will always sing"Willie McBride" all 87 fuucking verses

Scum, Sub-human scum!