Not too much bothers me. With boneheaded drivers, heck, with luck, I will never see 'em again.
With rude people, I can shrug and expect they'll go away pretty soon and I bask in the company
of those who are sweet.
BUT, those pundits on NPR, PRI, etc. who find it necessary to say "Absolutely!" when a
simple "yes" would do, well, may they fail the great tongue-twister test in the sky
and fall to earth, wordless.
20.) How everyone believes they deserve a tip these days.
Tell me about it. I got the worst look from a bartender the other day. I payed $7 for two bottles of bud light. Your damn tip better be included in that. He expected a few additional bucks just because society tells us that he deserves something for the effort. That's a bunch of shenanigans. I feel like watching Reservoir Dogs now. jeesh.
Oh, and I can't staaaand the sound of a clock ticking when I'm trying to fall asleep.
And said toys when the sprogs leave them in the van (yes, I drive a mini-van), and they "talk" to me as I'm driving. However, I do not know they are in there and I think I've started hearing voices.
And said toys when the sprogs leave them in the van (yes, I drive a mini-van), and they "talk" to me as I'm driving. However, I do not know they are in there and I think I've started hearing voices.
And said toys when the sprogs leave them in the van (yes, I drive a mini-van), and they "talk" to me as I'm driving. However, I do not know they are in there and I think I've started hearing voices.
Staff at the photoprint counter who listen to you explaining that you have a strange-sized print (11.5 inches x 12.75inches), pointing out to you the 12"x18" option and agreeing when you say that yeah, you'd have to go with that and trim off the extra blank space, THEN telling you, when you complain that they've stretched the 12.75 to 18 and cropped a third of the 11.5 height that their machines NEVER print with any white, and can't be set to print any dimensions beyond the standard ones. So why didn't he tell me that when I expressly asked about that very thing???
i'd agree with this one. fernando gonzalas must owe everyone money... and when i call the number back to get them to remove my number i need to provide a reference number, or account number, so they can find the account - but i don't have either. but they never leave a message - or if they do it's just some mean sounding dude saying to call this number () asap...
so it's a never ending circle of utter frustration, and the damn collector is never going to get their cut by calling me !
Originally posted by vxpra:
2) The collection company that refuses to accept that John Carter does not live here!
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that my credit card number was stolen when TJMAX was hacked and i've never shopped there or at marshalls...
Staff at the photoprint counter who listen to you explaining that you have a strange-sized print (11.5 inches x 12.75inches), pointing out to you the 12"x18" option and agreeing when you say that yeah, you'd have to go with that and trim off the extra blank space, THEN telling you, when you complain that they've stretched the 12.75 to 18 and cropped a third of the 11.5 height that their machines NEVER print with any white, and can't be set to print any dimensions beyond the standard ones. So why didn't he tell me that when I expressly asked about that very thing???
You know, that scenario left me with chills. The resulting image must have looked truly grotesque (possibly you could pass it off as surreal). I assume you found a different source?
Oh, here's another one: when people say "Not a problem." instead of "You're welcome."
i think that person was being honest. because he didn't welcome the fact that he had to help you, but then it's not really a problem, and thus his apt reply.
