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Post by sonshine76 on Jun 30, 2004 12:14:10 GMT -5
I hate it when somebody holds onto an opinion/idea/view despite infinite proof that they are wrong. This pisses me off also, however the discussion is usually fruitless with someone who is A) too stubborn to admit they're wrong, B) trying to get your goat, C) under the age of 5, or D) too ignorant and loud to listen to reason. I remember arguing with my little brother as a kid over asinine stuff and getting so frustrated b/c I knew I was right. Then I went into my mature phase where I would just cut him off with, "yeah, you're right. I know, you're right. Mmm hmm, sure. Yup," which pissed him off. Good times. (the tv show.)
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Post by Dane's_Mods_Sux on Jun 30, 2004 19:46:51 GMT -5
No Roger, No Rerun, No Rent.
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Post by Julie on Jun 30, 2004 19:57:38 GMT -5
I hate it when I am trying to make a point and the person I am talking to says something to the effect of 'yea, sure, you're right, uh huh, whatever...'
I dont like when someone is getting ready to go into some kind of ordeal and they say 'Pray for me!' No.
I dont like having things on my plate that I am not going to eat. I cannot just overlook them. They weigh on me and I cannot eat until they are off of my plate. I hate at Japanese steakhouses where they just throw the shit on your plate (veggies, noodles, etc.). I like to have control of what goes on my plate. Most everything but the meat and rice ends up in my salad bowl, with the enire salad, because I dont eat puke on my lettuce, also known as ginger dressing.
I dont like it when people say 'never a dull moment!'
I dont like when people breathe heavier than they really need to. It is obnoxious. People who need to breathe heavy should be required to wear a sign or something letting everyone know that they will be doing some audible breathing, and to beware that you will be consciously breathing in their air. I dont mind breathing in other people's air, because I know it is going to happen, but when I can feel myself inhaling someone's exhale, it bothers me.
I dont like when you give someone a gift and they keep looking through the bag, like what they have already opened isnt enough; they have to keep rooting for more treasure.
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Post by LTrain06 on Jul 1, 2004 0:13:04 GMT -5
I hate it when somebody holds onto an opinion/idea/view despite infinite proof that they are wrong.. so frustrating. then you have to go on Google just to prove it to them, because they are retarded. "no, Tom Hanks was NOT in Patch Adams! rrrrrr!!!" I really wish that I just had an Internet connection literally built into the palm of my hand. That way I could google anything at any moment, and just be like, no, you're WRONG! HA! Sean Astin WAS in Goonies, you retard! and then they still insist...."well...yeah. That is not a valid website." OR "well...yeah. but he was an extra, OK?"
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Post by LTrain06 on Jul 1, 2004 0:18:09 GMT -5
I also hate when someone thinks they know more about Goonies than I. I know ALL about Goonies! No one challenges me!!!
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Post by Cheese on Jul 1, 2004 2:27:00 GMT -5
I dont like when people breathe heavier than they really need to. It is obnoxious. People who need to breathe heavy should be required to wear a sign or something letting everyone know that they will be doing some audible breathing, and to beware that you will be consciously breathing in their air. I dont mind breathing in other people's air, because I know it is going to happen, but when I can feel myself inhaling someone's exhale, it bothers me. this drives me CRAZY! there was a guy in my chem class a few years ago who would breathe so loudly i thought he was trying to breathe for me too. I hated it to so much! I wanted to punch him in the neck and get him a breathing machine. i can't stand it... that's def a pet peeve of mine. and El... you scare me. what were the notes she played on the bone piano? huh? HUH?!?
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Post by censored on Jul 1, 2004 3:45:14 GMT -5
Great, next time I see you I am going to cover my face except for my eyes, you will focus on my eyes and I will make silly eye looks at you... Do not stare at my nose The thing is, you dont talk endlessly. You actually know when to talk. Its the people who talk about themselves for 7 hours straight...thats when the nose staring occurs.
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Post by unlimited on Jul 1, 2004 6:48:44 GMT -5
The thing is, you dont talk endlessly. You actually know when to talk. Its the people who talk about themselves for 7 hours straight...thats when the nose staring occurs. even so, I am now afriad
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Post by 2Short on Jul 1, 2004 16:52:36 GMT -5
I hate when people call up my house and they're not paying attention, so they think that the answering machine message is somebody picking up. Then I have to deal with their dumb asses going, "Hello? Hello? Hello?"
I hate when my brother wears my clothes. He wears my belt, by wife beaters and other various forms of sleeveless t-shirts, my workout pants, he has stolen several pairs of boxers which I refuse to wear anymore...and here's the coup de gras. The other day he asked to wear one of my shirts and I asked why. He goes, "You looked really good in it the other day and I think I'd look better." My temper flared and I almost fucking stabbed him with my steak knife. However, I let him wear it and not only did he wear it that night, but he stole it the next day and wore it to work. Fucking ingrate.
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Post by Macha on Jul 1, 2004 18:12:08 GMT -5
Your brother sucks.
All 500 of them.
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Post by LTrain06 on Jul 1, 2004 18:26:14 GMT -5
I hate when people call up my house and they're not paying attention, so they think that the answering machine message is somebody picking up. Then I have to deal with their dumb asses going, "Hello? He llo? Hello?" I hate when my brother wears my clothes. He wears my belt, by wife beaters and other various forms of sleeveless t-shirts, my workout pants, he has stolen several pairs of boxers which I refuse to wear anymore...and here's the coup de gras. The other day he asked to wear one of my shirts and I asked why. He goes, "You looked really good in it the other day and I think I'd look better." My temper flared and I almost fucking stabbed him with my steak knife. However, I let him wear it and not only did he wear it that night, but he stole it the next day and wore it to work. Fucking ingrate. Cal, imitation is flattery, as is outright theft. He wants to BE you! I think it's cute.
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Post by LTrain06 on Jul 1, 2004 18:31:32 GMT -5
I really hate people who don't know how to use public transportation. This means tourists and anyone "visiting the city for the day" from the burbs. They stand in the way of the doors so no one can get out, then barge right in when the doors open, defying all common sense and courtesy. They take FOREVER trying to figure out how to use the token machine, get fare cards for their whole fuckin FAMILY, meanwhile, I gotta get to work. They spread out all their fuckin SHIT all over the seats and take up all sorts of room, fail to discipline their children, talk LOUDLY and ask other passengers annoying questions. And lastly, they refuse to sacrifice personal space so that others may fit onto a train that they may need to get on to get somewhere on time, as in, refusing to move to the center of the train and crowding the doors. They also are completely oblivious to pregnant women. I thought it was just a rule everyone knew that you get up and give your seat to pregnant women and old people. HELLO! your bratty kids can stand. I also hate when people get off and just walk as SLOWLY AS POSSIBLE. I have to transfer to another train here! Get out of the fuckin way!
It's public transportation, not a fuckin cruise. You have to sacrifice personal space!
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Post by unlimited on Jul 1, 2004 19:14:48 GMT -5
They take FOREVER trying to figure out how to use the token machine, get fare cards for their whole fuckin FAMILY, meanwhile, I gotta get to work. im laughing
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Post by censored on Jul 1, 2004 21:19:22 GMT -5
im laughing Sounds familiar.
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Post by unlimited on Jul 1, 2004 22:39:38 GMT -5
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