Trivial things that annoy you Part 43

jimgoose wrote: »

Dipetane in the fuel, followed by a couple of "Italian tune-ups". Cat-converter, Lambda sensor and coolant temperature sensor swapped out. Full intake and exhaust manifold vacuum leak tests. That do ya?

Yeah but did you at least give the tyres a kick just to be sure?


I've taken note of a couple of things that annoyed me over the past 2 days.
Took the young lad to powerscourt yesterday, waterproof clothes, change of clothes, ready for adventure. Great fun, we found some trails across the lesser travelled side of the rocks/river below the waterfall and had a blast.

Here's the annoying part. The other people there, from the accents and bits of foreign language I could make out, Eastern Europeans, definitely Polish and I'm going to guess Ukraine. They were grand, it's just that the women didn't compromise fashion to get posing on the rocks. High heels, those runner type shoe things that are on massive heels as well. They were nearly killing themselves to get into the correct position, strike a ridiculous pose that even further compromised their safety. Then I hate to wait with the boy until they finish their 'shoot' and navigate their way out of the rocks without tying to kill themselves or get dirty.
They probably have thoughts of why was that f*cker jumping into the water and climbing up rocks instead of getting glorious pictures of himself and child.

We went to the picnic area and I was sitting having a sambo while the boy went banana's in the sand pit. There was a couple there with 3 or 4 kids, I'm going to guess they were Fionnin, Fintan, Oisin and Uachtar Reoite. The father gave the impression that he was an as$hole. Then it was confirmed when he was giving the wife a miserable time because she couldn't find the Jaffa Cakes in the car. He was seriously berating her for not being able to find f*cking Jaffa Cakes.

In the playground today, there was a man pushing a child on a swing, the child clearly didn't want to be on it, was roaring and screaming to get off. But the father kept persisting, and wasn't holding back on the swinging either, I guess he was of the school that they will get to love it f you force them. He p*ssed me off.