Seems a strange place to meet up with your "thing on the side". I remember when my wife moved in with me it was a bit of a nightmare getting everything all to fit... and I hardly had any furniture to begin with (besides a pool table... priorities)
People that jump on bandwagons. For example, Arctic Monkeys have been around since 2006 but people have decided to jump on the bandwagon in the last year or so.
People who think they're experts in a particular field because they've read a book or watched a telly programme. Reading a book about the American depression does not make you a historian and watching Jeremy kyle doesn't make you a sociologist. Though I will concede that being able to talk a load of old crap down the boozer after 6 pints does entitle you to call yourself a philosopher.
My boss used to call people "f**in' ******s" on a regular basis if he disagreed with them about anything. Seemed slightly inappropriate for the workplace (here in the US at least where the work place is super PC- people sue for less) - there again, he was Texan, and the Texans' are a lower sub-species of humanity. (I'm self-admittedly Texist! 99% of Texans are scum... fact!) / same boss kept asking me to spy on my coworkers to see if they were working hard... I refused and quit as soon as I found a new job
Used car salesman. Utter utter ****ing knuckle dragging thick ******ed backward ****ers. How they consider themselves salesman I don't know. They don't try and sell anything. They just sit there in their ****ty cabin wearing a ****ing polo shirt waiting for people. Not one ****er has even approached me to sell me something. Today has tipped me over the edge. Rang a place in Bristol. Told him I was coming down to look at a motor. Said I'd probably get there 15 mins before he closed. Went down for there 15 mins before he closed. He didn't come out to greet me. Nothing. Bearing in mind I could have been spunking 11k on a crock of ****. So I get the key, start it up etc. went in and asked for a test drive.. He then decides to inform me that I need to put down a deposit on the car to get a test drive.. So I said I have to buy it before getting to drive it.. He says yeah. I turn round and walk out. Utter ****s.
Parents. They had one job to do for me today. Which was pick me up after work from my one office near there house.. So what do they do? Drive to pick me up from the wrong office clearly. Has everyone else's parents become more forgetful as soon as they hit their 60's?
Forgetful? I've got both mine down visiting this weekend and the conversation has exclusively been the weather, variations of the weather, whether the weather will stay like this or whether the weather will change later on or soon, with the occasional reference to the amount of traffic cones there are on the M6.
Weather? You're lucky... my parents only talk about all their ailments- how their back hurts, their feet hurt, they can only hobble around now... etc...
Not yet! I forgot to mention they, honestly, follow me round my house and insanely congregate in the doorways getting in the way and , if I'm being 100% frank, drive me ****ing mad. That said though, we all wandered down the pub, the one we got the taxi from, and had a proper bone fide family meal with me and her and all our kids and all four grand parents (who paid!) during some convenient ale festival or other. I had Bass and scallops and both were right good. The wine was really nice. The ale better though. (Sadly no cheese)
