Aaarrrggghhh! Bastards!
I've been reading all these rants today, and I think it's about time I unloaded on to you, my fellow b3tans.


Work:

When I call a someone to help them out, why the hell must they answer the phone by announcing whichever place I am calling, then asking me if it's alright for me to hold! No, IT'S FUCKING NOT!!!! WHY THE FUCK ANSWER THE PHONE IF YOUR NOT WILLING TO SPEAK TO ME RIGHT AWAY! Why not let the bastard answer machine take a message? Why not get someone else to answer the phone?

Also, on the subject of calling people who want help... speaking to receptionists that are complete lazy retards. That really fucks me off. How the hell did you get a job if you can't even take a message... are you that incompetent that you don't know how to use a pen and paper to scribble down a name and number... go fuck ya'sels!

Different subject... a fellow colleague infact. A right brown-nosing fucker who will go by the name of Stain, as his name is very similar to it. He can fuck right off! Everytime he calls someone, he finds the need to do it on the loudspeaker... as if to prove he's doing something useful. You might not think this is that bad, but when he calls somewhere, and gets put on hold, with some shitty plinky-plink tune playing over and over again for a full 10 minutes... there's not a single person in the room who doesn't want to grab his phone of his desk, and shove it up his bloody arse! Fuck off and get a life you utter utter twat!


Driving:

BMW driver's. Need I say more?

Also, people who are either arsehole's/trying to show off to their mates/impatient fuckers. Why the hell do you feel the need to blast up a 30mph road doing 50-60, then rant and rave about me doing the speed limit. If I see you doing this... I WILL go in to "right-fucker" mode, and will slow to 25mph, and I make sure it's when you can't overtake me. Just blantantly find a big rock, fuck off and die behind it.

A real pet-peeve of mine is really specific to me. The lass works at the metrocentre, and it's my job to pick her up, and drop her off. But, heading on the A1 (Northbound), there is a slip road to take you there, which splits in to two lanes; one going straight ahead and left, the other going right. WHY OH FUCKING WHY do people find the need to move to the right lane, only to want to be back in left lane moments later when they want to turn left. WHY? The bloody road is signposted! ARE YOU RETARDED??!! Your not getting there any faster being in the right lane, your just narking good drivers by being a retard. Go run ya'sel over with your stupid bloody BMW or Audi, you sad fuckers!


Pet-peeves:

I agree with the earlier post about toilet roll. WHO THE HELL PUTS TOILET ROLL ON THE HOLDER BACK-TO-FRONT??!!! Just WHY? It's bloody annoying! Infact, it's making me mad now! Grrrrr!

When I'm at home, and there's something boring on TV, and I fall asleep out of boredom. DO NOT WAKE ME UP! If I've fell asleep, it means I need sleep... so let me get some.

ITV Dramas... they all suck! They do mediocre at the hard-sell... but they always suck ass! I've mention earlier on the board about Flood... utter bollocks! There was that one called "He Kills Coppers" or summit. That one pissed me off so much with the advertising... it was on at least twice every ad break. Why? It was utter shit. ITV... you can't write dramas... piss off!


Life:

Charva's - piss off and die, you scum.

Dole-wallers - get off your lazy arses, and get a job!



Right, I think that covers it (for now)!

Sorry about the length, but the lass doesn't tend to complain.
(ShaunyBoi has been surviving fires since, Tue 6 May 2008, 16:13, 1 reply)

I thought I was alone
on the toilet roll thing.

It makes no odds either way, but it's better if it unrolls towards you.

*clicks*
(Reverend Samson Fapohunda B3tan, B3tan, B3tan, B3tan, Tue 6 May 2008, 16:19, closed)