Little Things That Irk You: The Hateful 08

[gunrock]

In Denmark, folks generally abide by rules as no-one is special. If you cross on a red man light, people audibly "tut".

It can be a bit stifling sometimes, but the opposite end of the spectrum are people who flout all the rules and when confronted get indignant/nasty.

I know which I prefer, as it's one of the things I really don't miss about the UK.

[wakka]

I have to fight the kneejerk reaction to sound like one sometimes.

Something I've observed over the years, as someone who was raised in a strict family, is that I have a kneejerk reaction that I have to ignore when I see people violate accepted social "rules" in a way that I wouldn't. Like, I often see people cross a road in a manner where they just stop traffic, because they're super-important apparently and can just cross whenever the **** they want and don't care for the concerns of anyone else.

I always had it instilled into me that you act in a courteous manner, even when no-one is watching. It took me years to realise that this feeling may have been maybe 30% indignation, was 70% envy. Like they were doing something I simply can't do because my desire to be courteous just wouldn't let me.

In my 20s I thought this was just the norm, until I got older and learned a bit more and realised that this isn't a universal thing; some people just don't process it. Like it doesn't register with them. This is a much better way to be, I think, simply because so many people clearly don't care about this stuff and that can be stressful.

Only thing left for me is queuejumping. I always call out queuejumpers. Can't deal with that. Height of rudeness.

All of that stuff is kinda different to eating your lunch early though. Queue jumping and holding up traffic etc is just being a dick, whereas getting a bit of extra lunch break because you can get away it with doesn't necessarily affect anyone else.

I mean, be courteous, yeah, obviously, that's a good thing. Everyone should do that.

[Zaki]

All of that stuff is kinda different to eating your lunch early though. Queue jumping and holding up traffic etc is just being a dick, whereas getting a bit of extra lunch break because you can get away it with doesn't necessarily affect anyone else.

I mean, be courteous, yeah, obviously, that's a good thing. Everyone should do that.

I'm reading this during my second lunch

[fishbowlhead]

Only thing left for me is queuejumping. I always call out queuejumpers. Can't deal with that. Height of rudeness.

Man after my own heart.

My favourites are the scraggly traveller looking types, the ones that you can assume are travelling off the back of others money because their so poor and refuse to go home but still carry on travelling, usually with a guitar on their back. I pretend to listen to the sob story of why they should get in front of me then laugh in their face and shout them to the back of the que.

It genuinely makes me happy and warm in side doing this.

[Zaki]

Sounds like the breadline queue

[wakka]

Man after my own heart.

My favourites are the scraggly traveller looking types, the ones that you can assume are travelling off the back of others money because their so poor and refuse to go home but still carry on travelling, usually with a guitar on their back. I pretend to listen to the sob story of why they should get in front of me then laugh in their face and shout them to the back of the que.

It genuinely makes me happy and warm in side doing this.

It's weird how many of your posts in off topic are about yelling at strangers and laughing in their face and stuff :l

[fishbowlhead]

It's weird how many of your posts in off topic are about yelling at strangers and laughing in their face and stuff :l

Don't cut in line then?

[Asura]

So quite literally a little thing that irks me. I have a scar on the retina of my left eye; technically a "tide mark" but for all intents and purposes the same thing. It developed years ago after I saw what looked like a camera flash afterimage that never went away. It's near the centre of my vision, slightly to the right and down, and it's basically a little area within which I only see fuzzy, dense blur. It generally takes on the colour of stuff around it, so I go for periods in the average day without seeing it, but it comes back from time-to-time, and I can see it at the edges of objects.

It had been the same for ~3 years, but I started to notice it a lot more in November (which is why I haven't posted as much), making me worried it was getting larger. Cue a battery of all tests under the sun via my company's BUPA scheme after the NHS were no help, and I finally got a diagnosis, and the information that it probably didn't get bigger and the immediate worry is likely just my anxiety. It's a bit of a weird one as the doctor can tell (due to specialised testing) that my retina isn't "dead" in the area, nor is it struggling for blood flow - it's just misshapen and can't be fixed.

It's probably going to stay for life. It's probably not going to get worse, might get slightly better, and could just spontaneously heal one day. But that's what I'm left with.

However, this follows weeks and weeks of worry that I was going to go blind; that I'd just wake up one morning and that'd be it. As a glasses-wearer since before I have coherent memories, this is basically my deepest, darkest fear, and it's weighed me down every moment of every day. So you don't just "snap out" of that because you here that things are probably going to be okay; unfortunately though that's the best I can hope for. Now I'm left in this weird limbo where I over-analyse every little eye thing, and when you started to do that, anyone - even a person with totally healthy eyes - sees loads of weird **** (human eyes are complicated; turns out we don't see anything like what we think we see, and your brain does a lot of the heavy lifting).

It's like I've got a dead pixel in my eye, and I can't just send it back like a faulty PSP. I've just got to move forward a day at a time and see how things go.

[fishbowlhead]

Is it too late for Blobcat to send you back or are you out of warranty? Dead pixels are just the worst 🙂

[kryss]

Dead pixels are worser.

[Zaki]

So quite literally a little thing that irks me. I have a scar on the retina of my left eye; technically a "tide mark" but for all intents and purposes the same thing. It developed years ago after I saw what looked like a camera flash afterimage that never went away. It's near the centre of my vision, slightly to the right and down, and it's basically a little area within which I only see fuzzy, dense blur. It generally takes on the colour of stuff around it, so I go for periods in the average day without seeing it, but it comes back from time-to-time, and I can see it at the edges of objects.

It had been the same for ~3 years, but I started to notice it a lot more in November (which is why I haven't posted as much), making me worried it was getting larger. Cue a battery of all tests under the sun via my company's BUPA scheme after the NHS were no help, and I finally got a diagnosis, and the information that it probably didn't get bigger and the immediate worry is likely just my anxiety. It's a bit of a weird one as the doctor can tell (due to specialised testing) that my retina isn't "dead" in the area, nor is it struggling for blood flow - it's just misshapen and can't be fixed.

It's probably going to stay for life. It's probably not going to get worse, might get slightly better, and could just spontaneously heal one day. But that's what I'm left with.

However, this follows weeks and weeks of worry that I was going to go blind; that I'd just wake up one morning and that'd be it. As a glasses-wearer since before I have coherent memories, this is basically my deepest, darkest fear, and it's weighed me down every moment of every day. So you don't just "snap out" of that because you here that things are probably going to be okay; unfortunately though that's the best I can hope for. Now I'm left in this weird limbo where I over-analyse every little eye thing, and when you started to do that, anyone - even a person with totally healthy eyes - sees loads of weird **** (human eyes are complicated; turns out we don't see anything like what we think we see, and your brain does a lot of the heavy lifting).

It's like I've got a dead pixel in my eye, and I can't just send it back like a faulty PSP. I've just got to move forward a day at a time and see how things go.

That's terrible I hope that it does eventually go away.

[JazzFunk]

My commiserations. I know it's not life-threatening but in some ways, things can sometimes be worse.

Anyhow. Before I gabble balls. I'm irked by a guy on YouTube who attempts to make "authentic-tasting" junk food and bacon and KFC sorta stuff out of grapefruit rinds, roots, cauliflower, stuff like that.

Everything he makes and tastes himself, it's never less than middling. No way will that cauliflower rubbish he makes fool anyone at my barbecue.

[Dogg Thang]

Yep, that sounds like it sucks and the worry of it would suck more. Related, but not as worrisome, I have been painting little miniatures since Christmas and one thing it has really brought home is how much my vision varies from day today. Which maybe is normal in itself, I don’t know. But I have tinnitus and it has been getting really bad since probably around six months or so. It’s just one of those life things that is really frustrating because you start to get used to it and then it gets much worse. Anyway, one weird oddity I have noticed is that, on days when my tinnitus is at its worst, my eyesight is also really bad. I haven’t yet gone to the doctor about that particular realisation because I don’t think it will lead to anything but it’s a weird thing. And irksome.

[Hirst]

Got a nice bracelet for our lass for Valentine’s Day, not some rubbish out the back of a van, a proper one from a real department store. Even though I was paying some fair old money for it, they have the nerve to charge you extra for the box it goes in! No chance.

I accept you’ve got to pay decent money for precious metals, but I refuse to pay money into this little cardboard box scam. However, it does now mean I’ve got to spend my evening skulking around town in the rain looking for a vaguely appropriate storage/presentation receptacle. This will inevitably cost me at least an hour of my time and I’ll still end up having to pay a quid or something, but that’s not the point.

Basically, I’m exchanging a load of inconvenience for being a man of principle (and maybe a couple of quid). I’m not happy about it.

I'd just like to provide an update on this - I bought a heart-shaped box from my favourite luxury retailer (Mega Pound Store, £2) that carried various broken English sentiments. I then emptied a pack of Lindor eggs in it (on offer at Morrisons, £1) along with the bracelet. It was considered to be thoughtful and sweet and I saved two quid over their stupid-looking inferior box! Suck on that, the high street.

[Blobcat]

Your a good guy [MENTION=7652]Hirst[/MENTION].

Work **** again. Still doing reception work and dealing with a dentist that is crap with his appointments and time keeping.
He pulled me aside and basically told me how to do my job today despite constantly doing his ****ty. I didn't tell him where to go and understood his reasons but still said I was right and if I was wrong go speak to the manager.

Just had to write an essay of an email to send on Monday (dont want staff to deal with work crap over weekend) after my senior colleague insisted I reported it, not only to get confirmation what I said was right but the fact he had no right to do that and should have complained to the manager if he has an issue with how I work (they were offsite today).

I like most of who I work with but I am not enjoying the situations they keep forcing me in despite them knowing what is going on and just saying "we know you dont like it, we are not ignoring but because of *insert constant Bull* reason you need to just shut up and get on with it even though we know he is ****, just report it. Sorry"

I'm going to start sniffing around elsewhere after the wedding, it cant go on like this anymore.