Having to work for a living pisses me off.
I feel life owes me a living, and I resent that I can't swan around doing whatever the fuck I want, when I want.

I feel I was meant to inherit several million pounds, and be a playboy; my parents were too lazy to really put their backs into it and leave their children luxurious, unfettered lifestyles.

THAT'S what pisses me off.

Also: other people being annoying - using my trains, my streets, generally being annoying, in the way, and - generally - ugly.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:21, 1 reply, 12 years ago)

'I don't get people. What's their appeal, precisely? They waddle around with their haircuts on, cluttering the pavement like gormless, farting skittles. They're awful.'
( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:23, Reply)

"gormless, farting skittles" is really rather excellent

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:25, Reply)

This.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:28, Reply)

also

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:29, Reply)

Best description I've heard in ages
have a click for cheering me up a bit.
(localboy purveyor of pisspoor puns, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:29, Reply)

wish it was mine, as i love it too
charlie brooker is a bit of a legend
( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:32, Reply)

I have his book "Dawn Of The Dumb" - a collection of his Guardian columns.
It's jolly lolsome.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:44, Reply)

I work in central London.
Only this morning, a tourist stopped dead right in front of me on the pavement.

I had to step around her and everything - it was awful.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:29, Reply)

donkey punch
it's the only way that they'll learn
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:31, Reply)

oh god, are you alright?
did you call an ambulance? did you give mouth to mouth?
( Theoban What of it, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:31, Reply)

The way they forced - FORCED me to go meant I had to step quite close to a homeless gentleman sitting on the pavement begging.
Luckily I managed to avoid making eye contact, but I did have to pretend quite hard that I didn't hear him asking for spare change. It was pretty horrific.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:37, Reply)

Foot in back of knee, pull back opposite shoulder firmly, step over body and move on.

(localboy purveyor of pisspoor puns, Mon 23 Sep 2013, 10:33, Reply)