So many...
People who work at the Job Centre. They seem to think that because I am looking for a new job, that automatically means that I am stupid, below them and never want to work. Stupid judgmental arses.

Call centre workers. Because I used to be one, I understand how cripplingly boring that work is. But at least talk to me like a sentient being.

Those people who hassle you with clipboards when you're out shopping. No I do not have time to answer any questions, and you are not getting "a few details". Leave me alone.

The police (the profession, not the band). Some of them are genuinely nice people, they are over shadowed somewhat by the arsey ones who are on a power trip.

Greeters in supermarkets etc. Never quite saw the point in them.

Vegans. Okay, I know it's not a profession but I really hate the pretentious twats. Yes I eat meat... There is nothing wrong with that! You are not better people than me!!



There are so many more, and I have discovered that I am quite a hateful person. Ah well.
(NoStrings Tastes like zombies!!, Sat 29 May 2010, 16:22, 9 replies)

Yay for being hateful.
Me too as it turns out. Fuck, that came as a surprise.
Currently dole scum myself, six weeks so far and I think that I am loosing the will to breath. The sanctimonious cunts at the job centre really do not seem able to advise me at all, so I just keep applying and sending out my CV.


Clicky.
( Rev. Jayneflakes Buy my book, I need the cash for drugs and hookers, Sat 29 May 2010, 17:36, closed)

Vegans aren't the same as pretentious vegans.
You never here of nice vegans. That's because they're nice. They blend in. You only ever here about the twatty ones.

~is not a vegan herself~
( vix0r was not Matthew on, Sat 29 May 2010, 17:44, closed)

Hmm vegans.
Now, the OP maintains 3 things: that vegans are pretentious, that they are twats, and that they judge themselves to be better than non-vegans.

They avoid all animal product in food because it is deemed cruel or exploitative, not because it doesn't taste nice. It is a moral decision. The notions of cruelty and exploitation are rarely considered to be "positive". Therefore, a vegan is certainly judging him/herself to be "better" than those who are not, even if they do not dwell on this "betterness", simply by consciously defining themselves as vegan.

Therefore they are twats. I'm not sure about the pretentious bit. I think you can be a judgemental twat and not pretentious.

I was a vegan for six months, ages ago. It was crap. I am still a twat, but I think it may be unrelated.
(lonelybadger, Sat 29 May 2010, 18:02, closed)

Hehe. Everyone is a twat in their own special ways!
I'm not sure I agree though. Just because you care about what you do doesn't mean you care about what others get up to. (By you I mean a general you, not a you you)

I suppose it would help to meet a few vegans before I stick down my opinions though! I'm not sure I know any.
( vix0r was not Matthew on, Sat 29 May 2010, 22:09, closed)

Years ago...
...when out with a bunch of mates in the city for a piss-up, a post-pub kebab was in order for everyone except the new girlfriend of one of the aforementioned mates.

A vegan, she saw it upon herself to describe to everyone in detail, the ingredients of the kebab meat, how they were eventually formed into the lovely vulva-like pile presented before our drunken faces (although how she arrived at these 'facts' is still a mystery to me) and condemn all our drunken meat-loving ways to the fiery hell of eternal damnation.

Great, you don't eat meat. Brilliant, you have the strength to fight the urge for kebab meat when you're drunk. But do you really need to tell me how evil I am because i've chosen to eat one?

Does my personal choice actually have any bearing on your life in any way - positively or negatively? No. Exactly - so shut the fuck up about it and leave me to clog my arteries in peace you self-righteous, tofu-loving shitbag.

I got fed up listening to the judgemental, condescending moaning and threw my donner all over her vegan face to cheers from everyone (including the soon-to-be ex-boyfriend...)

And i'm almost positive that I could see a look of utter satisfaction in her eyes as she tasted the dripping mixture of grease and kebab sauce as it ran down her face and into her mouth.
(god_is_a_ghoti Carpe Deum., Sun 30 May 2010, 0:51, closed)

Best "employment advice" I got from a job centre person at high school was,
"You shouldn't talk like that, you isolate people who can't understand you."

Yep, speaking in words of more than two syllables was considered to be detrimental to my employability. They were actually telling people to dumb down their language to get jobs.

I laughed at them. At length.
(Sivvus trolley collision in the fruit aisle led to a jam, Sat 29 May 2010, 18:18, closed)

To be honest...
...most of the people I spoke to at the jobcentre were very, very nice.

Although, looking at the regular clientèle in my area, which is a small town, just far enough away from any major city for a recession/economic meltdown to have a catastrophic and crippling effect on the local economy and population, and where junk plays an important part of everyday life for a high percentage of said population, I think that the employees were just happy to speak to someone that was:

(a) coherent;
(b) actually interested in finding any kind of employment instead of looking for a hand-out to pay their smack dealer.

Mind you - some of them are completely patronising, power hungry cunts, and should be brutally violated with a rolled-up, HIV infected P45.

I find it amazing that you only really get them at completely opposite ends of the arsehole scale. In my experience, they've either been really helpful, or completely incompetent wankers that treat you like a sub-human because you've been forced into a position where you need state assistance.

Where's the middle ground?
(god_is_a_ghoti Carpe Deum., Sat 29 May 2010, 20:43, closed)

They're in the back office,
keeping the systems going. According to a relly who's one of the good ones out on the front desks.
( Fronds are waving gently on, Sat 29 May 2010, 20:48, closed)

IMHO
Supermarket greeters are not just there to greet customers, but also as an adjunct to security: helping spot the known repeat offender shoplifters on entry, before they're legging it down the road with an armful of high resale value goods.
(The Incredible Sulk Finally remembered his password on, Sun 30 May 2010, 0:00, closed)