Innocuous things that make you irrationally angry (a list thread)

No one ever serves beer with a pintglass full of ice! Why is cider different!?

ice in the cider trayce. stop disrespecting your pop culture roots!

Fuk dat shit.

Wait I've just realised I'm missing a ref.

OMG! *lightbulb*

*eats cake to soak up the booze*

YOU DO NOT INVITE YOURSELF TO MY 40th BECAUSE YOU ARE ALSO 40. I BARELY KNOW YOU, AND YOU ARE BORING. DO NOT PUT ME IN THIS HORRIBLE PUBLIC POSITION TO SAY NO SORRY HAVE PLANS. I DONT. BUT UGH.

Seriously. I made the stupid mistake of saying "hey this year is my 40th" on fb and some chick I barely know is all "hey lets have a shared party!". Like ffs ... NO.

WAHT

Rational anger imo, tell her to fuck off.

Deleted the whole post. I am not diplomatic enough to deal with nerdy people I barely know muscling in on my space.

I think chick was joking.

No, she wasnt. She's a bit... clingy.

And now I imagine Ive offended the shit out of her by going "eh nah" and then deleting the post, but you know what? I've spent 40 years eggshelling around ppl I dont evem know. This is the year of fuck you.

you coulda also said "oops look at the calender lol im 39 sorry to let you all down"

hahah :)

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"This is the year of fuck you."

I'm adopting this as my credo.

man, Fed Ex can suck a hairy anus. already had issues (documented ITT) in December. My parents offered to ship one of my xmas gifts, a printer that wasn't huge, but that I couldn't fit in my carry on bag, since I unexpectedly took a flight home after my bus was cancelled. They tell me it should be there Thursday.

Well naturally, I'm not home because I'm doing a show this week and literally am going straight from work to there. So they leave their door tag - they don't even fill the damn thing out, don't even put the recipient's name on it, or check a reason why it can't be left, just say I can sign and put it on the door. Not in the mood to argue again, I just sign the box, which is ridiculously small to fit my whole name, and I put it on the door.

Tonight is the same, I'm gone all night, I come home to find ANOTHER door tag on the door. They refused to leave the package because, as they noted, "I didn't sign the form legibly" as the form requests.

Let me get this straight:

*You didn't leave it because the person who signed the form, who might not even be the recipient, didn't sign the form legibly.
*You don't require the recipient to sign the form, so the only thing you could possibly use it for is to record in your computer system who signed for it (and being that I worked at UPS once, I know drivers just make it up half the time).
*You didn't even bother to put the recipient's name on the form -- had I not known my parents were sending a package, neither me nor my roommate would have known who it was for.

Am I legally required to have neat handwriting? I have terrible handwriting, I have held the pencil wrong at an early age, and plus the space they give you to sign is RIDICULOUSLY small unless your name is Tom Jones, and the asshole driver marked up the left and right portion of it which condensed the space even more.

WHO GIVES A FUCK HOW LEGIBLE IT IS? You don't even know what my real handwriting looks like. A calligraphist could sign my name and it'd be phony but you'd accept it?

I need this damn printer this weekend as I have to print out a 30 page script for a rehearsal, and don't want to use the damn library. I'm gonna have to sit here and wait for it tomorrow.

Of course I've already left a snarky note on the door tag.

- people who don't use reflexive pronouns correctly

You're probably the subject of a post on the Irrationally Angry Customers thread on Fed Ex's intranet message board ILfedX by now.

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lol

it wasn't so much i was fuming mad that my printer is now coming a day later, but that the driver insulted my handwriting

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mEsRW6sVUeA#t=02m20s

Look at the patch of water to the left. Nevermind the snake or the action. Only look at that water and then tell me: is it raining there?

No, it isn't.

Someone is spraying water in front of the camera to make it look like it's raining.

Oh. Linking to locations inside YouTube videos doesn't work here? Damn.

Fast forward to 2:20 manually then. (better still, go to youtube and put it on HD and full screen)

better than someone jizzing to make it look like it was snowing

or him wrestling with a trouser snake, I suppose.

Moleskine 18-month diaries only come in July-December flavour ffs. What am I supposed to do when I get to the end of the diary and want another one - buy an 18-month diary every 12 months??? I am irrationally angry.

Never thought of that before, but I am IA on your behalf.

Just now as I was catching up on this thread, some guy gets on my completely empty bus and sits right behind me and start humming loudly. I had a surge of irrational anger, so I turned around and made eye contact. He said, "Good morning." I said, "Good morning." He stopped humming, and I turned around feeling just a tad guilty.

disgusting savage imo. akin to standing next to someone at an otherwise empty urinal.

Lol I sat next to some punk on the subway the oth day who not only spread his knees widely apart but also started JIGGLING the one that was edging over onto me. I just turned my head slightly his way, as if to get him in my peripheral vision, and he stopped.

When he got up, I saw that behind the parka hood and hat and stuff, he was just some kid and I could have easily said something nice and he'd probably have been agreeable, but you never know on the subway, and it just happened that I never looked at him directly.

Two parter:
a) My local independent market has an awesome, awesome deli, including a huge array of salads and samosas and dolmades and all kinds of stuff. But nothing is labelled. There are no prices. And I have never, ever understood why except that maybe someone there thinks it makes it look tacky...or they think no-one will buy anything if they see how much everything costs. but the coldcuts and cheeses are priced, why not salads?

which leads to
b) newcomers to the deli standing at that counter for what seems like hours, saying "So, what's that thing over there?" "Quesadilla" "Is there meat in it" "Chicken, or meatless with cheese." "Oh" and then not order it and move on through 20 other things before they decide what they want.

It makes me IA that they don't have signage, and that these indecisive ppl can't just pick something and go away.

xp If I sit next to someone who's got their legs wide open I first sit down, then lift up for a second as if to correct myself and press my leg adjacent to theirs. They usually move it.

Shops that are too good to put prices on their products really wind me up. I was looking for shoes in Regents Street, and after about 10 minutes of looking on the heel, inside, around the sole, around the rest of the shop, I flabbergastedly asked the lady at the counter for advice on prices as they didn't have any. I was then referred to a miniscule transparent label with gold lettering on the inside back of the shoes that told me the price in tiny writing. Well excuse me for not noticing these.

if I go into a store and there aren't any prices for the things they sell, I generally get out of there pretty quickly.

Oh definitley. Especially clothes. It sends me into a blind panic that I probably don't belong in the store.

What's weird about that market is that they emblazon prices on everything else in the entire store...even $500 bottles of whiskey...but potato salad is off limits, apparently.

When you get up for a minute, go back to your desk and the person next to you is all 'ADAM!! ADAM!! YOU'VE GOT A PHONE CALL!! SOMEONE TRIED TO CALL YOU!! ADAM ADAM ADAM ADAM ADAM ADAM', not that the missed call/voicemail light is flashing its nuts off or anything.

Extend that to people who just generally go into a massive panic fit whenever the phone rings, as though not answering the phone will result in the death of a human being.

or flip it and kill everyone who has the receptionist page you over the office intercom when you step away from your desk for a moment. kill them with FIRE if they are the same people who NEVER answer their phones.

today is a CAPS LOCK day, fyi

xp WAHT

If I sit next to someone who's got their legs wide open I first sit down, then lift up for a second as if to correct myself and press my leg adjacent to theirs. They usually move it.

Am always afraid that if I did that to a man it would be either taken the wrong way, or the press-ee might actually enjoy it. I mean, if they're totally oblivious to their greater insistence on legroom pressing them up against you as you try to make yourself smaller and smaller while they expand like giant blobs, what are the odds they're going to mind (or even notice) if you press back? Bwahooey.

Yeah I don't know if I could do any kind of pressing. I'd like to think I'd shoot a look. But I'd probably just do the making myself smaller thing

- evil white chocolate pretzels at my coworkers desk.
I like chocolate pretzels, they're yum. Never had white chocolate but hey, what the hell. NNNGGGHHH. Wrong.
a) has peppermint sprinkles on it
b) the white chocolate has no flavor

It was like putting a spoon full of white sugar in my mouth, some toothpaste, and then munching on a pretzel.

Bad bad bad. Ruined my morning.

I loved white chocolate until I was told it's not chocolate.

So I suppose facts are what makes me ia there.

I don't mind white chocolate from time to time, sometimes I enjoy the taste of it, if it's nice and creamy...but yeah, this stuff was just like, I don't even know. Dollar store white chocolate, lol.

i realised at the weekend that cushions make me angry. my gf has them EVERYWHERE (well, the sofa* and her bed) but I can see no purpose for their presence other than to get in the way of sitting and to give me something to move into the wrong alternate place, for which i will be rightly reprimanded.

*my sofa fwiw

ohhh yes. cushions drive me crazy. I have one on the couch that I like, but everything else...gtfo. And at fancy hotels where there's 9000 baby pillows. stupid.