Sometimes that depends on the corporate culture and nature of dept. that one works in. If one has control/is responsible for a dept. and its space, then one can cultivate more discreet conversations. :rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by Maxxxie
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Sometimes that depends on the corporate culture and nature of dept. that one works in. If one has control/is responsible for a dept. and its space, then one can cultivate more discreet conversations. :rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by Maxxxie
Students who lose every piece of paper I give them. Even when I have purchased with my own money folders for them and remind them to put papers in the right folder.
Veronica
Veronica, they haven't lost them. The papers are in the bottom of their lockers /and/or backpacks.
I know! And they can't seem to look through their back packs and desks to find them! I'm watching one of my little darlings right now look for a missing paper. It's painful. He's slowly picking up papers, staring at them... no he's not ADD.
Veronica
I raised two of those little darlings. At the end of the year I found A LOT of papers on the bottom of their backpacks (that i had carefully signed and dated for the teacher and vice versa.) =8-0
It irks me when people are so intolerant to try new foods.
we were trying to organize a lunch to try these hotdogs called Japadogs http://www.japadog.com/menu/index.html when a couple of people in the office piped up "oh my god, that is SOOOO GROSS!!", "I NEVER eat hot dogs, they're nothing but lips and guts".
I hate it when people say bad things about food I'm about to eat. You don't want to eat it yourself, but *I*'m eating it, so please don't ruin it.
Burning cigarettes thrown out of the windows of moving cars. So, what's the deal? Those people don't want their cars to stink like cigarettes? Guess what - THEY ALREADY DO! AND, it's as if cigarette butts don't count as litter. :mad:
Okay, I hate all cigarette butts I see on the ground, but the ones that are still glowing are a fire hazard. We had at least one wheat-stubble field that burned when I was a kid - started by the road, 95 degree day, windy,.... It could have taken the house, the adjoining fields, and the family's only source of income for that year. The people who start fires that way just continue on their way, never knowing what they've done.
Grrrrr. I guess it's on my mind right now, because the snow melted a month early, and we are DRY. It will be a while before things green up, and we're surrounded by woods & dry, dead plant material.
Okay, don't judge me for this because I know there is a good reason these rules are in place. Having your identity stolen is no joke and I do take it seriously and I understand that it would be a terrible thing to happen to you.
HOWEVER.... I become completely irate when I can't speak to a business representative (customer call center) because only my husband's name is on the account. I'm the bookkeeper of the house, pay all the bills (on time) and deal with any billing discrepancies. When something has to be done, I do it, not my dear husband. I hate going through the whole phone process of listening to what number to press, entering the 16 digit account number, being on hold for 15 minutes, only to find out they won't answer my questions because I am not on the account. I have since had my name put on every account we have, but even when my name has been on an account they did not always fulfill my request. Even when my question has been so generic and had nothing to do with his account per se, but rather their policies they said they would not speak to me. Arrgg, I feel my rage boiling just as I type this.
I feel like since I have my husband's personal information they should be able to talk to me too. I know, I know, anyone can say they are the spouse and if they have stolen the information can act like they are me. But, if it is a male and he has stolen information, he too can act like my husband and they wouldn't know any better. Someone in a previous post said that people become irate for stupid things because they take things personally. I guess this is why I feel irate, because I do take it personally, when I should not. When this happens I feel like a second class citizen, a pee on, and an employee, when I should feel like a partner and owner. I am just trying to take care of business and they are wasting my time. I like to be independent and when I need to rely on him for something it makes me feel inferior. So I do take it personally.
Like I said, please don't judge me for this. I understand why these rules are in place and I do somewhat agree with them. It just pisses me off and that is what this thread is about.
I have other pet peeves, but none that make me as irate as the one above. :)
hi, Mhami!
I can really relate. A few months ago, my mother called me from the hospital where her husband was dying. She wanted me to find out something about their insurance coverage. He could barely talk, he was weak and since he had recently been intubated, he had almost no voice.
So i had to call her insurance, pretend I was her, then they needed HIS permission to give me(her) info about his account, so I then had a coworker pretend HE was my stepfather!!!!!!
My mother had given me all the pertinent info, birthdates, account numbers, but it just shows you how dumb the precautions are; until they can do voiceprints, ANY male voice can be used to pretend to be your husband...
another reason to have your durable power of attorney for health care purposes in place, whatever your age....
People assume that since unmarried couples have to do so much paperwork to get basic aspects of their relationship recognized legally, married couples don't have to do any. There's a lot less, to be sure, but it's not "none."
The siren noise that the deaf chick's phone makes every time she gets a text message. (It's her personal phone). She can't hear it, so why is there a sound??? :mad:
She probably has no idea that it is on.... (some kind of default or someone's stupid idea of a joke). I had a teacher in high school who had no high frequency hearing left. As well as causing lots of other misunderstandings "b" c? "b!", d? "B!!", e? NO "B!!!- AS IN BOY"...... his digital watch alarm would go off every day at about 10 min until the end of class. At just about the end of the year someone finally mentioned it. He had no clue that it was ever going off.... (and wanted to know why no one had told him sooner)Quote:
Originally Posted by bmccasland
Traffic. As in, driving five hours on the freeway and being able to use the cruise control and/or listen to music for maybe two of those hours. And the antecedent to this kind of traffic, the absence of a viable rail system in the USA. :mad::mad:
Having to ask a restaurant server for water more than twice.
Well, Amtrak network travels a little abit more throughout the vastness in the US ..compared to Canada.Quote:
Originally Posted by OakLeaf
If one checks VIA Rail in Canada, which is our only cross-Canada rail system, it's very thin and limited in terms of its geographic coverage. Really spartan coverage in the hugeness of Canada.
Of course both Canada and U.S. have problems in certain trains arriving on time. It continues to amaze me how pinpoint accurate the European trains are...but then I don't know about their lines in snowier areas.
Here are a few of my pet peeves...
-loud cell phone conversations in public (especially on the train)
-people walking in groups and taking up the whole width of the sidewalk or hallway so I get stuck behind them until there's an opportunity to go around
-people behind me in line at the store who stand too close while I am still checking out (instead of standing back and giving me some space)--it's like they're afraid somebody is going to take cuts if they're not right on top of me
-littering in general but especially on trails
-parents letting their kids misbehave and not even trying to correct them
-drunk yahoos on the T/commuter rail (usually this occurs after a Bruins game...)
-solicitation of any kind on the street etc.--these people can be SO intrusive and I don't appreciate being approached by random people when I am just minding my own business and trying to get somewhere
people I have just been introduced to who get all touchy feely,patting my shoulder, giving me shoulder or closer hugs and then insisting that they must say grace over dinner. I'm ok with people taking a moment of silence but since I am a non believer in god as most of them perceive, I find it presumptious of them to assume that after less than 30 minutes, they know me well enough to have prolonged physical contact or dictate my needs and wishes to who or whatever they believe in.
Company party over the weekend. Met a bunch of men my husband, the engineer, works with, many a good bit younger, who instantly assumed that I would just love dancing up close and tight, being addressed as young lady and "cuddled" despite all I did to discourage them. I finally sat down, begging off with a headache and we left early. Then I had to spend a while calming my husband down and convincing them not to complain and try and get them fired forthwith. Even in their 40's and 50's some people just need to grow up.
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marni
You must be pretty cute to get all that kind of attention! :)
Karen
I have to grit my teeth ;) when my dentist begins a sentence 'You know Laterider, people of our age .....' and then goes on to describe the problems that are to come. It's 'people of our age' part of the conversation that gets me & hey, why should I just lie down a wait for and expect all the cr@p to unfold. I'm 51, not decrepit.
Here are some that I forgot:
- the kiss on the cheek/s greeting from those that you don't really know and aren't family. Please just say a friendly 'Hello' with or without handshake.
- pedestrians who don't keep to their own side of the crossing resulting in people dodging each other when they meet in the middle. Stick to the appropriate side as if in a vehicle.
- over-packaging of products and then not being able to open it without hacking it up
- electrical items designed to be thrown away rather than repaired
- same items ending up in landfill
Gee Karen, thanks for the vote of confidence but I am just an average looking 61 year old with a bikers buzz cut, a farmers tan, white forehead and rings around my eyes from dark glasses, with lots of wrinkles and sags- it's the instant intimacy and familiarity that make me bonkers, and the stupid stud act.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tuckervill
marni
Here's one I thought of today:
Hearing a man refer to his wife as "the ole lady." It sends me into a tailspin:mad::mad:
The waiter or waitress who keeps walking past you and won't make eye contact. You're waving your arms around and they are oblivious.
Seeing people texting, putting on makeup, completely not paying attention in traffic.
Students who tell me they did their homework while they are staring at a blank paper.
I absolutely cannot stand lying.
Veronica
Patients who, on their first night after being admitted, ask "what time is shift change?" and then every single night they ring their call light exactly 2 minutes before shift change and make us late for report. Especially when they're retired nurses and they know better.
You must have my son in your class. He just did that to me the other day. He told me that he had done his homework and my motherly instinct knew it was not true. So I asked to see what he had done and he had nothing to show me. BUSTED! Lying makes me mad too.Quote:
Originally Posted by Veronica
Another pet peeve of mine is not being able to find something, when I think I know where it would be.
First and foremost, smokers! I aoologize to any of you here that smoke, but my opinion, smokers are rude and obnoxious and the smoke, well stinks. Usually if there is litter somewhere, there are butts...
People who use their cell phones in public. Yes I know, everyone does it but I'm sorry I really don't care about what you and your boyfriend are doing tonight or the argument you are having with a child. Find a nice quiet, private place and chat... and don't get me on those loud, "clever" ringtones... a whole other problem! :mad:
That leads to cell phone use in cars. OK at least that's private. In CA it is against the law to use a phone unless connected to blue tooth but everyone still does and they all drive unattentively. When there is an accident, everyone automatically assumes a cell phone was involved - for good reason.
People who can't hear their loud obnoxious children running around. Can't tell you how many times I am having a nice quiet dinner with friends and have to get up and leave due to the racket. Yes I know children can be loud but that doesn't mean you don't teach them how to behave in public. I have bought children back to their parents and asked that they please take control. (yes really I have done this)
People who treat waiters/service people poorly. They are just trying to do their job. Treat them with respect. Doesn't hurt to say "please" and "Thank you". Was in my favorite Japanese restaurant last night and can't tell you how rude the people next to me were. It ruined my dinner. I finally told them it probably would be best if they never came back so the rest of us didn't have to put up with them (yes I did say this...)
Whew! I actually feel better now! :):p:D
I hate when the waitstaff (usually young kids) address us as "you guys." Makes me nuts!
I'm really tired of people saying "XYZ is so retarded." Just like the campaign to stop saying "that's so gay," we need to get rid of "that's retarded." No, I have no mentally challenged people in my life, just a huge pet peeve.
My neighbor's dog has got to go. I moved here to get away from barking dogs. We moved into a duplex condo and the owners approved our dog after we assured them she's not a barker. Their (36 yr old) son lives in the other unit. Since they said we could have a dog, they relented and let him get one too. His is a barker. The dog is left home alone on Sundays and barks the ENTIRE time. It makes me CRAZY!!
That's probably a violation of his lease. As if he has a lease.
But, if they fail to do anything about it, you could get out of your lease because of that. Then again, you can't choose your neighbors!
Karen
luckily we are tenant-at-will now, so we can move any time we want. I just don't want to move yet! And even luckier, he and his new wife just bought a house and are moving next month :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Tuckervill
That leaves an empty unit next door and no telling who will move in.
I had smokers next door - it was awful. I was so excited when they moved. The apartment was vacant 8 mos. Finally a little old lady moved in next door. I thought "wonderful" she was will nice and quiet. WRONG!!! Long story but she had dementia and actually set the complex on fire. She also had a thing with the water hose and literally destroyed the entire interior of her apartment washing it out (everyday!) with a hose. The place had to smell. There was no way to dry it out. I went in after she moved, black mold was everywhere!
So now the apartment is vacant again and I found out the neighbors on the other side are also moving. I live in fear dreading who is going to move in next. Another little old lady that will burn the place down or a multigenerational family with 16 kids and barking dogs that smoke... time will tell.
I hear that nearly every week at work...and it's ADULTS (my bosses!!) making derogatory comments...I'm sure they don't even realize it's so demeaning. Next time I've decided I'm going to stand up and say something...it shouldn't have taken me this long. Drives me nuts. :eek:
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Originally Posted by TriMom217
Quick question
A lady (non european immigrant) put her fingers in the flour holder thing to check the consistency of it @ a gourmet food shop yesterday...I wanted to tell the staff but i didn't have time to wait in line..
Ugh..some people need to understand what's ok & not ok to do when they move to a new country
I once refused to sign some paperwork that everyone in my institute had to sign - long story - because all the paperwork had on it "Dr. Bob X", "Dr Jim Y", "Dr. Bill Z". Mine said "Ms Posse Gal". In front of the rest of my division I informed the HR rep who came looking for my signed form that I would sign mine when it was written correctly and that there was no Ms Posse Gal, that I was Dr., just like all the boys! I do admit, they all applauded me afterwards. I wouldn't have cared if theirs had said Mr. But if theirs said Dr, mine should too!Quote:
Originally Posted by TsPoet
Having been on the other end of that... yeah.Quote:
Originally Posted by crazycanuck
I had no idea that you don't touch the produce at a market in Italy. Thankfully one of my traveling companions let me know before I did it again (and I made sure to buy the apple I'd touched). I'm sure I grossed out a lot of people, just doing something that would be normal in the USA. :o
lol... Quick questions are NEVER quick. My husband does home repairs and people always say "I have a small job." Yeah, right.Quote:
Originally Posted by Zen
to reactivate the thread....
Last night I biked over to the ice cream shop and was sitting outside, enjoying my delicious cone, when an acquaintence dropped by and we started chatting. Her comment that really pissed me off: "it must be so nice to be naturally thin." OK, we've only known each other since I've been in the best shape of my life, not back when I was over 200 lbs, but still.... Sure, if you eat the way I do and are as active as I now am, you'll "naturally" be thin, just like if you eat the way I did and are as sedentary as I was 10 years ago, you'll "naturally" be obese.
What got me most of all was not the blindness to all the changes in my life I made that have allowed me to drop all that weight, but the way this casual friend was using this as an excuse to refuse to take responsibility for her own health and weight. It's like she's saying that the extra weight she's carrying around is her fate, dealt out by mother nature, and there's nothing she can ever do to change it. Now that pisses me off...
I didn't see you.
"I could never do what you do."
I always want to say... "You're right! With that attitude you can't!"Quote:
Originally Posted by Crankin
Veronica