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

http://www.londongastronomyseminars.com/upcoming.htm

Butter is pervasive, both as an ingredient and as a condiment. At this session, co-hosted by The SOAS Food Studies Centre, accredited butter grader and dairy technologist Jayne Hickinbotham will lead a tutored tasting of yellow fat spreads running the gamut from vegetable-oil based spreads to farmhouse whey butter. Along the way she'll cover the properties of milk fat, the history of butter and its imitators, the properties of saturated fats and hydrogenated and trans-fatty acids, and the microbial stability of butter. She'll also debunk some common urban myths surrounding this most familiar of foods.

GO GET THE BUTTA BABY.

WHY.DO.PEOPLE.NOT.READ.THINGS.

i've noticed that many people who aren't "readers" don't think to look around for information they could read that would tell them useful things. so they end up not looking at those signs that are right in front of their faces.

related: one of my big pet peeves is people who must think they're incapable of figuring things out/looking things up for themselves and are always bugging people with questions. RTFM, yo.

http://www.londongastronomyseminars.com/upcoming.htm

Long Dong Astronomy Seminars.

You can't unsee it.

related: one of my big pet peeves is people who must think they're incapable of figuring things out/looking things up for themselves and are always bugging people with questions. RTFM, yo.

so otm

JBR, I think you and I must be psychic twins or something -- I've thought "jbr otm" more than anyone else on ilx including nabisco. Nothing pisses me off like a lack of basic competence in getting through life.

I've noticed that many people who aren't "readers" don't think to look around for information they could read that would tell them useful things. so they end up not looking at those signs that are right in front of their faces.

This is very true. If you've ever worked in an establishment where you had to put a big sign on the door saying "Please Close Door Behind You" you'll find that something like 60% of the people don't. It's either they're not "readers" or they're very averse to reading something they didn't anticipate reading.

I do feel that I am slightly falling out of the habit of looking for information. Whether it's laziness, learned helplessness, or just cz every time I stop to look for information that would answer my question (e.g. pause to look at a timetable or a map) whoever I'm with gets all "c'mon! let's move! ask a stranger, pick a random direction, anything but stand here!", I dunno.

related: one of my big pet peeves is people who must think they're incapable of figuring things out/looking things up for themselves and are always bugging people with questions. RTFM, yo.

my coworker asks me everything, and I tell him an answer and he furrows his brow like it isn't good enough and asks 60 more questions. and then eventually he'll go "oh hey I know!" and tell me my first answer like it is some brilliant new idea that he's just had! hey, why did you even ask me if you were capable of this amazing man-idea on your own and I just sat here flapping my mouth open and shut while stupid woman noises fell out?

JBR, I think you and I must be psychic twins or something

aww, we're psychic friends :-)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxCx6KIpJVE

People who have absolutely no concept of how to use public transportation.

Getting VERY VERY irate atm at people who push on before people get off, ESPECIALLY when I'm politely waiting and they cut ME off to push in. My EXTREME ANGER should be in evidence by ALL THE CAPS.

Basically everyone who catches a train or tram is scum and ought to be shot.

Assholes at sporting events who get up to go get beer in the middle of a play, and push their way back into the seats IN THE MIDDLE OF A PLAY. Fucking. Asshole. And go ahead and do that at least five times, please. It's fucking great, can't get enough of it.

Oh and leaving an arena parking lot and having people aggressively not let people in front of them, pretending that they are in such a hurry that they just cant possibly do the "you go, I go" dance that makes life easier. You would rather be a selfish cock and fuck with the natural order of things. I hate you.

my coworker asks me everything, and I tell him an answer and he furrows his brow like it isn't good enough and asks 60 more questions. and then eventually he'll go "oh hey I know!" and tell me my first answer like it is some brilliant new idea that he's just had! hey, why did you even ask me if you were capable of this amazing man-idea on your own and I just sat here flapping my mouth open and shut while stupid woman noises fell out?

LOL there's a Fast Show set of skits like this but I cant find one on youtube. WOman comes up with idea. men ignore her, then come up with same idea and think its awesome.

Office moves make me irrationally angry, especially when none of my shit works afterward.

People who get so impatient at stoplights that they have to constantly be inching forward while the light is still red, to the point that their front ends are sticking out in to the intersection, but then suddenly aren't paying attention when the light actually does turn green.

Assholes at sporting events who get up to go get beer in the middle of a play, and push their way back into the seats IN THE MIDDLE OF A PLAY. Fucking. Asshole. And go ahead and do that at least five times, please. It's fucking great, can't get enough of it.

^ this x 100000. Was at a game a few weeks ago and some lassie sitting beside us walked in and out of our row like 23 times in less than 90 minutes, meaning we had to get up to let her past, blocking the view of the 25 rows behind us, who all had to get up to see over us. Sit down one row at a time, then have to do the whole charade to let her back in. Five minutes later she'd finished her drink and had to go pee, lather rinse repeat ALL FUCKING GAME.

FUCK OFF GO HOME AND WATCH THE GAME ON TV, FFS! (the game wasn't on TV, but that's not the point)

People who have absolutely no concept of how to use public transportation. This morning this girl got on an already packed train and proceeded to push and shove her way all the way to the very rear of the car only to get off at the very next station and push and shove her way through everyone again to get out.

― rendezvous then i'm through with HOOS (jon /via/ chi 2.0), Tuesday, 22 February 2011 16:15 (Yesterday) Bookmark Suggest Ban Permalink

if people had moved themselves as far back into the train as possible to start with this needn't have happened.

This, more than anything: people who use the flap on a letter-box set into the front door as a 'knocker'.

if people had moved themselves as far back into the train as possible to start with this needn't have happened.

It definitely annoys me when people don't move back, yes, but in this case people were actually fairly distributed. She could have chosen quite a few spots to stand in, but insisted on pushing all the way to the back regardless.

when i would take the T home from work it never failed that I got some dudes rotten armpit right in my nose for the entire ride home. Once i even got a seat next to a guy who had a fucking colostomy bag hanging out. I love public transportation.

I'm trying to picture someone doing what suzy describes and laughing. How high up are letter slots on UK doors? Or are they bending way, way over to do this? Or are they all hobbits? None of the answers is going to make it any less funny, I think.

http://www.fairview-windows.co.uk/images/composite_doors2.gif

This, more than anything: people who use the flap on a letter-box set into the front door as a 'knocker'.

Why, in particular?

I did this last weekend but I promise I spent a good few seconds looking for any sign of a doorbell or knocker first, then tried knocking the actual surface of the door, which was too quiet to attract attention.

I grew up in a succession of houses where the doorbell was pretty much always broken. All kinds of disgusting savagery consequently took root.

Ah, sweet memories of standing on porches with skinned knees bawling my head off for what felt like hours (OK, about a minute) until my parents foolishly showed me the racket that could be made by a metal letterbox. It's always surprising when I visit my folks in the same house now and have to remember that I don't need to do it any more: these days the doorbell actually works.

I moved into a house with a doorbell ten years ago, and my pet peeve is people who still bang on the door like the Gestapo wanting to look under the floorboards. And now with two kids, it's hard to tell sometimes if someone's knocking at the door or if the coffee table is doing double duty as a floor tom at the moment.

I don't have a doorbell/knocker either but legitimate callers use my entryphone because I'm in a block of flats.

If the caller is knocking at my actual door without buzzing first, it's a tradesperson, postman, neighbour or proselytizing Christian/JW. The letterbox knock seems, in this context, to be the go-to for the uncouth/badly housetrained/disgusting savages amongst these people.

There's something invasive about it as well - it's like they're halfway inside your house already

Also: anyone who has ever been a little bit too broke or lived in a squat *has* to associate that method of knock with bailiffs/associated hardman types.

At least they're not squatting down, peering through and calling, "Hellooooooo? Anyone there?" At least I hope not.

Ah yes, in a block of flats it's definitely inexcusable. It's a last resort in any event.

dunno how innocuous this is but people who occupy your seat in work drive me around the twist. like i wouldn't mind if it's a normal office, but there are assigned seats for each role, so person x is meant to be done at 7am and i come in at 8am, but frequently one person is too fucking absent minded and disorganised and you get in and she's having a quasi panic attack and saying "oh i'll be done in a second" and instead of preparing for the morning meeting and reading emails you're left standing up, clueless about what's going on cos of this moron (who is supposed to be an editor)

Ejector seats, controlled remotely, could help u with this problem imo

Became possibly irrationally angry on a) learning the word "twestival"; b) going to see what was on at the local "twestival" except the 6000 posts on the twitter are all ":)" "RT me please :)" "follow me please :)" "thank you for RTing :)" "please use my hashtag :)" and no actual information; c) finally determined that they have arranged TV and radio appearances for themselves but not actually organised a lineup, or booked a venue, or...

ugh. Have to say I can't stand the word "tweet up" either

Tweestival is probably more to the point...

Twitstival

bored.
http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5095/5471358059_7d5a66d1ec.jpg

lolol

Ha.

I was going to say that while the profusion of irritating smileys is pretty twee I associate "twee" with "self-effacing" and relentless self-promotion doesn't seem twee. But actually I guess all the twee kids I've known have been unnervingly good at self-promotion, so yeah, I guess tweestival otm.

- accidentally bumping into walls/furniture/doors/tables when you're walking around the house

for some reason this really does my head in, i can't fathom how much it frustrates me, i just want to punch fuck out of something when my walking path is disrupted. i also really dislike being pushed or bumped into by anybody else.

my flatmates' garlic grater. it's about >< yay big and infuriates me with its pointless lilliputianism.

Stores that have double doors to the street and only open ONE OF THEM. Because either coming or going, you're going to hit the door on your "correct" side of travel (aka the right-hand side) AND IT'S GOING TO BE LOCKED.

I'm sitting here listening to five(!) different people in my office in various stages of horrifying coughing fits and really cursing the entire culture America has of "work work work, staying home sick is for losers". ARGH.

People who do nothing, ever, but go on about how busy they are.

we need to make it a board project to use "liliputianism" more.

I'm sitting here listening to five(!) different people in my office in various stages of horrifying coughing fits and really cursing the entire culture America has of "work work work, staying home sick is for losers". ARGH.

^^^ this. i'm sick today and contemplating staying home, but if i take the day off, everyone else will be disgruntled about having to do my share of the workload.

people who start posts with "Uhhhh, "

phew I'm safe, I only use one h

People who do nothing, ever, but go on about how busy they are.

Sub-category of this: people who fail to notice that the reason you are not engaging in their moaning about being busy is because, duh, you're actually busy, and assume you aren't that busy because you aren't moaning about being busy. Because you're too busy being busy.

colleagues/bosses who say "Are you busy?"

colleagues/bosses who say "How easy would it be to... (x)"