Viva Viagra commercials. I guess the name of their band is Limp Biscuits?
Viva Viagra commercials. I guess the name of their band is Limp Biscuits?
"panic" only comes from having real expectations
Going to send a package via UPS at an Office Depot and ending up entering all the data for the shipping process into the computer yourself. All the clerk does is press a button to print the shipping label and present you a bill. I'm paying them their small fee to ship the package why exactly?
I rarely go to Office Despot to ship things but occasonally I'll be in a small town, have to ship something back to HQ and don't have time to search out the local shipping place.
Ocasionally I'll ask the clerk why I'm paying them to ship my UPS package when I am doing all the work. Blank, empty stare is the usual reply.
a super volcano of ridonkulous suckitude.
I simply don't have access to a "cares about RBI" place in my psyche. There is a "mildly curious about OBI%" alcove just before the acid filled lake guarded by robot snipers with lasers which leads to the "cares about RBI" antechamber though. - Nate
Waiting a whole year to see my beloved Buckeyes get thumped in the NC game.
Oh, and the smell of dog shampoo.
Calling one of those automated calling centers for help and the first thing they ask is to punch in via the phone pad the ID #, credit card #, telephone #, ss#, etc etc. And then when you get to the human being, they ask for all that stuff again.
People who pull up behind you at stop lights and offset themselves the left with wheel on white line and blast their headlight into your sideview mirror causing momentary blindness. Particularly SUVs who seem to want to establish dominance over you.
Pay attention to the open sky
People that carry on casual cell phone conversations in public, but relatively quiet, settings. I don't go shopping that often, but Christmas is always an exception. While doing the shopping last month, I couldn't believe how many times I'd be browsing and there would be another shopper browsing within 5-6 feet of me, just blabbing away about nothing.
Behind a closed door somewhere, somebody pitched this idea and their closing argument went something like, "And the best part is....they do all the work! And we get paid!"Going to send a package via UPS at an Office Depot and ending up entering all the data for the shipping process into the computer yourself. All the clerk does is press a button to print the shipping label and present you a bill. I'm paying them their small fee to ship the package why exactly?
A few more:
Tip jars at carryout places. No refilla my drink, no tippa for you.
Solicitors who ignore the no soliciting sign. "But we aren't soliciting." Good then, there's nothing to buy from you.
College professors who don't lecture to their tests. I had one guy spend an entire class on the suicide of Vince Foster and then asked- you guessed it- zero questions about it but conveniently had 1/4 of the exam based on what he was supposed to be talking about that day. If it's "college" and the days of spoon feeding are over, then I'll just sit home and read all my textbooks for 13 hours a day all semester. I don't need to fight traffic and all the crap that goes with getting to class on time to hear your personal feelings aboput something we aren't tested over.
Last edited by Dom Heffner; 01-11-2008 at 10:58 AM.
In a similar vein: I was once late for an exam due to a major traffic accident on I-75. Traffic was backed up for miles.
I showed up to class with 15 minutes remaining, explained the situation and asked the professor if I could have just an extra 15 minutes to finish the exam, which would have given me 30 minutes total.
He tells me that it was my fault- that I should have gotten up extra early to avoid such a thing. "I was up at 5:30 this morning," he tells me, "and the only way you are getting any chance to make this exam up is if you have a medical excuse."
Then I posed this question to him: "So you're saying that if I was the one who caused the accident that made hundreds of people late this morning, you'd let me make it up?"
He was speechless, I walked out, and I dropped the class in the computer lab next door.
If I had followed his advice and left my house 45 minutes early for every single class throughout my college career, I would have wasted days of my life sitting on campus "just in case" there was an accident.
In addition- in all my years of college, that was the only day that a traffic accident made me late to class, so my way was pretty successful. I'd rather have 1 "W" than just be sitting there twiddling my thumbs for 45 minutes everyday I was on campus over a 4 year period.
Celebrities - Don't tell me how to vote. Don't endanger the very people sworn to protect you because you want to make money. Don't call everyone to go green when your private flights polute the earth more than any single person does. Act/direct/sing/etc. and then shut up.
Cell Phones - Yes I have one but I still hate them. I hate when people are constantly talking on them. Put them away when you are at they gym, at a restaurant, etc.
Bluetooth - Are your really that important?
People who blame everyone else for their problems but fail to look at themselves as the cause of their problems.
It really annoys me when the boss wants you to rush to get something done, but can't be bothered to process the paperwork approving your doing it.
Did someone complain about Nebraska drivers?!?! Washington, D.C. drivers use highway entrance ramps as passing lanes...and occasionally they'll use the shoulder if their dander is up. If you use a turn signal they speed up to close the gap you are signalling to enter. They always attempt to go about .001 mph faster than the person in the next lane, (on either side,) if the next car accelerates or decelerates they do the same. In a traffic jam, they'll always use intersections to change lanes by using the gap normal people leave to not block the intersection, and block the intersection in the process. If a gunfight breaks out, it's justifiable homicide as far as I'm concerned. Washington, D.C. drivers. :thumbdown
"Okay you guys, pair up in threes!" --Yogi Berra
My impatient side is generally only seen when I come face to face with something irrational or illogical. Seems by brain lacks anything resembling tolerance for that.
For example, you have no idea how hard I have to fight to suppress frustration when dealing with your average employee who works on the Compliance side of any business. It's like picking nits with zombies.
Me: "So, let's do this..."
Me: "Ok, how about this..."
Me: "Is THIS allowable, then?"
As long as the accent isn't too thick to understand, I've actually had much better experiences with foreign reps than their domestic counterparts. Many of the latter behave as if your call just interrupted their wedding ceremony. That's why every time I speak with a good one, I ask to speak with their supervisor to pass along my appreciation.Who then can't speak English. Nothing like speaking to a guy from India named Joe.
"The problem with strikeouts isn't that they hurt your team, it's that they hurt your feelings..." --Rob Neyer
"The single most important thing for a hitter is to get a good pitch to hit. A good hitter can hit a pitch that’s over the plate three times better than a great hitter with a ball in a tough spot.”
Agreed...that drives me nuts.Calling one of those automated calling centers for help and the first thing they ask is to punch in via the phone pad the ID #, credit card #, telephone #, ss#, etc etc. And then when you get to the human being, they ask for all that stuff again.
"The players make the manager, it's never the other way." - Sparky Anderson
Duke Basketball fans
UK Basketball fans
Ohio State Football fans
Notre Dame fans
Tour de France fans
Phil Mickelson fans
Female Asian drivers
Everybody Loves Raymond
The DH rule
Sonic commercials in areas that don't have a Sonic within 90 miles of them
Politics and Politicians
Prospects that turn out to be busts
Really really bad golfers who think they're really really good golfers
The LPGA Tour
Terrace Park Police
Golfers playing from a tee box beyond their abilities
My girlfriend's step-dad
The fact I suck at bowling