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Captain Placid asks: What annoying things do significant others, workmates and other people in general do that drive you up the wall? Do you want to kill your other half over their obsessive fridge magnet collection? Driven to distraction over your manager's continued use of Comic Sans (The Font of Champions)? Tell us.

(, Thu 4 Oct 2012, 12:11)
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Before I start, I'd like to say I am fully aware the following is irrational and entirely blown out of proportion.
On my commute, the bus goes through a few villages. In the first of these there is a newish housing development on the main road, and at the nearest stop to it, this bloke always gets on.

I don't know who he is and I have never spoken to him, but nonetheless I hate him. I wouldn't say I want him to die in a fire, but I won't be shedding any tears if it does happen.

What's caused me to think this way? The sight of his stupid fat face, the blond Brillo pad sat on top of his pudgy head, his half frame not-quite-NHS-but-not-quite-trendy-either glasses and the sound of him droning things at the driver like "thanks a lot mate" through his blowhole day in, day out for nearly three years. That said, in all other aspects he's quite inoffensive.

Sometimes he doesn't appear for two or three days. This gets my hopes up; I wonder if he's been made redundant, or has contracted some horrible illness. But no, after a few days there he is again, returning as inevitably as the ghost of baked beans.

Over time I've tried to rationalise why I hate him so. Maybe it's the impression I get that in the entire course of his life, in which he'll probably hold down an adequate career, move into an adequate new-build semi with an adequate wife, have two adequate children and eventually retire in adequate comfort, he will never say or do anything interesting, or try to achieve anything more; and I secretly fear the same will happen to me if I'm not careful. Or maybe it's just because he's a moon-faced prick with an annoying voice.

I bet he works in insurance.



tl;dr version - man rides bus for three years, and unknowingly kills another commuter's sense of compassion and humanity.
(, Thu 4 Oct 2012, 23:13, 10 replies)
Hahaha
I kind of hate him too
(, Thu 4 Oct 2012, 23:44, closed)
when I was living in the end of Britain
I saw what the future might hold and it filled me with horror that I would spend my life doing merely adequate (or inadequate) things for the remainder of my life until I couldn't escape it. hate the situation, not the person in the situation.
(, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 0:07, closed)
As I said I don't know him at all, so I don't hate him as a person.
I just hate his face and voice.
(, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 0:12, closed)
Jesus says you should love him.
This is one reason why I'm an atheist.
(, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 0:24, closed)
Jesus can kiss my hairy arse.

(, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 20:08, closed)
So your big boy hair finally came through
congrats!
(, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 20:41, closed)
What's wrong with adequacy?
I don't plan on doing anything exceptional with my life.
(, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 10:03, closed)
Nothing in itself.
Read the whole sentence again.
(, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 17:13, closed)
I have less issue with adequate
than with inadequate.

Your guy at least takes care of himself - holds down an adequate job that will pay for his adequate house etc.

Not everyone can be exceptional, pretty much by definition. If you are adequate but don't strive to be exceptional, that's your own choice. If you have the capacity to be adequate and can't even strive to be that, then I will be annoyed with you.
(, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 10:36, closed)
That's right
Just pick on people that work in insurance, why don't you.

We're not all adequate you know, some of us are ex-inadequate, and some of us have histories too.

Insensitive bastard.

I'll give you adequate.
(, Fri 5 Oct 2012, 11:26, closed)

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