Pet Peeves
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( , Thu 1 May 2008, 23:12)
What makes you angry? Get it off your chest so we can laugh at your impotent rage.
( , Thu 1 May 2008, 23:12)
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Rudeness.
Rudeness really gets my goat. Not the tits and fannies and fucking swearing stuff – no, that’s fine. Just general ignorance and ill manners.
Women – when I hold a door open for you, it is NOT a sub-conscious attempt on my part to (a) emasculate you, or, (b) get into your knickers. No, I’m merely being polite. I do the same for other blokes. All I expect in return would be an acknowledgement. A thank you would be good, but if my devilish good looks have got you tongue-tied and rendered you unable to speak, a coy smile and eye contact works just as well… (maybe not from the blokes – a curt nod is acceptable). Please don’t look at me as if I’m some piece of shit that is only interested in one thing. Politeness and good manners cost nothing you know, and despite what the Daily Mail might tell you, they are still in abundance in some corners of society.
On a similar note, I was in a pub a few months ago watching a match. It was a lunchtime kick-off, so the pub was quite full of families having a bite to eat, which inevitably meant that there was the obligatory push chair (or stroller, if you prefer). By the time the match kicked off, I had found myself wedged into an alcove with little space to move. After about 10 minutes, yummy mummy decides it’s time for her and little Tarquin to depart, and gamely tries to make her way through the crowd with said infant strapped safely into its mode of transport.
Being the gallant, devilishly handsome chap that I am, I noticed that she was having a bit of a struggle as there was a stool in the way. Despite being wedged in a bit, I managed to lift the stool up and over my head (whilst everyone else ignored the poor woman’s struggles), thus allowing her to get through.
Did I get a smile? A thank you? An acknowledgement of any kind at all?
Did I cock. I did catch the woman saying to her spawn, “Come on, lets get away from the nasty noisy people”, though.
I should have dropped the fucking stool on her head.
*EDIT* Re: the nasty noisy pub. You were in a pub, for Christ's sake, that was advertising the fact that it was showing a live Newcastle match. At lunchtime. What did you fucking expect you bloody half wit? Cries of "Oh, jolly good show, what? Spiffing pass old boy", rather than "Shoot, you fucking waste of stripes, SHOOT"!
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 11:39, 7 replies)
Rudeness really gets my goat. Not the tits and fannies and fucking swearing stuff – no, that’s fine. Just general ignorance and ill manners.
Women – when I hold a door open for you, it is NOT a sub-conscious attempt on my part to (a) emasculate you, or, (b) get into your knickers. No, I’m merely being polite. I do the same for other blokes. All I expect in return would be an acknowledgement. A thank you would be good, but if my devilish good looks have got you tongue-tied and rendered you unable to speak, a coy smile and eye contact works just as well… (maybe not from the blokes – a curt nod is acceptable). Please don’t look at me as if I’m some piece of shit that is only interested in one thing. Politeness and good manners cost nothing you know, and despite what the Daily Mail might tell you, they are still in abundance in some corners of society.
On a similar note, I was in a pub a few months ago watching a match. It was a lunchtime kick-off, so the pub was quite full of families having a bite to eat, which inevitably meant that there was the obligatory push chair (or stroller, if you prefer). By the time the match kicked off, I had found myself wedged into an alcove with little space to move. After about 10 minutes, yummy mummy decides it’s time for her and little Tarquin to depart, and gamely tries to make her way through the crowd with said infant strapped safely into its mode of transport.
Being the gallant, devilishly handsome chap that I am, I noticed that she was having a bit of a struggle as there was a stool in the way. Despite being wedged in a bit, I managed to lift the stool up and over my head (whilst everyone else ignored the poor woman’s struggles), thus allowing her to get through.
Did I get a smile? A thank you? An acknowledgement of any kind at all?
Did I cock. I did catch the woman saying to her spawn, “Come on, lets get away from the nasty noisy people”, though.
I should have dropped the fucking stool on her head.
*EDIT* Re: the nasty noisy pub. You were in a pub, for Christ's sake, that was advertising the fact that it was showing a live Newcastle match. At lunchtime. What did you fucking expect you bloody half wit? Cries of "Oh, jolly good show, what? Spiffing pass old boy", rather than "Shoot, you fucking waste of stripes, SHOOT"!
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 11:39, 7 replies)
About the holding the door open
what really fucked me off once was some (I'm assuming) feminist who, after I had held the door open for her, went off one about how "just because she's a woman she's too weak to open the door for herself" and that "times have changed, we don't have to treat women like inferiors anymore" hmm... Okay.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 11:52, closed)
what really fucked me off once was some (I'm assuming) feminist who, after I had held the door open for her, went off one about how "just because she's a woman she's too weak to open the door for herself" and that "times have changed, we don't have to treat women like inferiors anymore" hmm... Okay.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 11:52, closed)
Yeah...
That as well. Bloody hell... I'd be tempted to let the door slam in their twatting face the next time.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 11:59, closed)
That as well. Bloody hell... I'd be tempted to let the door slam in their twatting face the next time.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 11:59, closed)
I say
cunt them all in the fuck!
Especiallywomen wimmin who are so into "equality" that they find it insulting / degrading for a man to open a door for them.
We are cunting chivalry in the fuck.
Fuck-fuck-fuck.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 12:00, closed)
cunt them all in the fuck!
Especially
We are cunting chivalry in the fuck.
Fuck-fuck-fuck.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 12:00, closed)
Grr
What a bitch. I always say thank you when people have held a door open for me or have let me through in a crowded place.
I also say thank you (sarcastically, natch) on behalf of those rude enough not to thank me when I let them through. Perhaps if they hear it often enough they might start using it.
Worst offender recently was a woman on a electric mobility scooter in Morrisons who barged down the freezer aisle as though it was her god-given right to run over people's feet. Everyone I saw stood back to let her through (as they should imo) and she didn't even crack a smile of thanks.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 12:04, closed)
What a bitch. I always say thank you when people have held a door open for me or have let me through in a crowded place.
I also say thank you (sarcastically, natch) on behalf of those rude enough not to thank me when I let them through. Perhaps if they hear it often enough they might start using it.
Worst offender recently was a woman on a electric mobility scooter in Morrisons who barged down the freezer aisle as though it was her god-given right to run over people's feet. Everyone I saw stood back to let her through (as they should imo) and she didn't even crack a smile of thanks.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 12:04, closed)
i believe in equality.
i also have no problem with a man holding a door open for me.
or a woman, for that matter. i'd do it for anyone else, it's polite and has nothing to do with sexism.
i don't understand the current trend of thanking the bus driver when you get off, though. thanks for what? the bumpy ride? the prickly, uncomfortable seats? squashing us in tighter than sardines? doing the job you're fucking paid to do? no. i will not thank the bus driver. he hasn't earned it.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 12:33, closed)
i also have no problem with a man holding a door open for me.
or a woman, for that matter. i'd do it for anyone else, it's polite and has nothing to do with sexism.
i don't understand the current trend of thanking the bus driver when you get off, though. thanks for what? the bumpy ride? the prickly, uncomfortable seats? squashing us in tighter than sardines? doing the job you're fucking paid to do? no. i will not thank the bus driver. he hasn't earned it.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 12:33, closed)
^ SmashMonkey
Good point. Being polite, I've always thanked bus drivers. Not any more, though!
They can all cock off!
Fucky-fuck.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 12:36, closed)
Good point. Being polite, I've always thanked bus drivers. Not any more, though!
They can all cock off!
Fucky-fuck.
( , Fri 2 May 2008, 12:36, closed)
'Merkins
I've just arrived back in the Empire after a week in America, where I displayed my perfect British manners by saying please and thank you, holding doors open etc.
And most people were shocked someone could be polite and hold a door open for them, they just don't do it over there. Combined with the British accent, I was like a god amongst women!
( , Tue 6 May 2008, 13:33, closed)
I've just arrived back in the Empire after a week in America, where I displayed my perfect British manners by saying please and thank you, holding doors open etc.
And most people were shocked someone could be polite and hold a door open for them, they just don't do it over there. Combined with the British accent, I was like a god amongst women!
( , Tue 6 May 2008, 13:33, closed)
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