Discussion in 'General Off Topic Forums' started by onwardjames, Jun 9, 2014.
Ha! I love in a small quaint Central Pennsylvania town where we have to pick up our mail at the post office. Sometime its a bit of a pain but for the most part I like seeing friends an neighbors picking up their mail too. Anyway, to get the point of the matter, the two door leading to the lobby squeaked really loud for the past year or so. One day I had enough. I got my mail and ran home to get some oil for the hinges. The funny part is that if some of the town folk knew that I used gun oil on those hinges they would have lost their mind and never stepped foot in the place again. I just consider it to be a little community service.
The internet must drive you up the wall.
Depends on what I choose to read or choose to ignore. I'm doing more of the latter these days.
Watching people make three right turns to get to their destination.
Telemarketers from India named Dave.
People who use "impacted" when they mean "affected" (effected?)
Fast food drive up workers who, after I order and say "and that's it" say "will there be anything else?" or "would you like to make that a combo?" Yes, because when I say "That's it" it's code for " I really want more".
Ambiguous captchas. Take this one wanting you to click on street signs:
Does the pole count as part of the sign?
Why do I have only one life to do it right? I want the first one for training, the 2nd for practice, and may be the third for real.
I got a pretty similar two weeks ago when I started my discogs account. Also nice by starting it: "Please confirm that you are not a computer".
The last thing that I expected is that one day someone would ask me to confirm that I am not a computer.
...er... ...er... please buddies confirm that I am not a computer...
"Remix". Whenever I hear a song that's a "remix" it sounds like some sucky blend of Rap and Disco. I don't think the secret is in the proportions. It's gonna suck no matter how you mix it.
Hoping I am not in the third one already . I still have a way to go ,,,
Well, as my old Granddad used to say, "Two wrongs don't make a right, but three rights make a left."
My newest one is that age old practice of saying "bless you" whenever someone sneezes. Maybe my allergies are just bad enough that I get tired of hearing it all day or maybe I'm just getting old and cranky but I don't need blessed just because pollen got in my nose.
I'll have to go with my Rap loving neighbors. That said, they have been paying dearly for their poor taste in music and even poorer sound system. They've been getting the message loud and clear.
I was getting gas a few weeks ago. Some white boy pulls up in his jacked up truck blasting rap music. I proceeded to turn on Hank Williams, Sr. just as loud as I could to give him some competition. He left and there was a black guy beside me getting gas as well. He looked at me, laughed, and said "you're playing Hank Williams, the good stuff!"
Now this one aggravates me to no end. People (asswipes) who pull into a parking space and whip the door open and smash their door into the car next to them. I find more hacks on both sides of my car more and more almost everyday.
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