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Thing is, I didn't learn to drive until I was 33, and a homeowner (and soon-to-be parent), so it's not surprising that cars were (and are) a low priority.

Perhaps if I'd been a driver in my teens or early 20s I'd have been into the whole car-as-penis-extension thing.

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Thing is, I didn't learn to drive until I was 33, and a homeowner (and soon-to-be parent), so it's not surprising that cars were (and are) a low priority.

Cool, same here (20 in October and don't intend to learn anytime soon)

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:lol: Quite possibly.

I look back on the amount of money I spent on my car now and I see a round the world trip or a couple of years off the mortgage.

If I had to buy a new car now, it'd be a cheap one, so in many ways, I'm glad I spent a lot of money on a good car when I did.

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People on those pensioner scooters when they are clearly able bodied. Saw two people in their late 40s on them the other day "walking" their dogs. I shit you not they were wearing running gear.

Saw another old guy using his on the road like it was a car.

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People on those pensioner scooters when they are clearly able bodied. Saw two people in their late 40s on them the other day "walking" their dogs. I shit you not they were wearing running gear.
Chav fashion though, innit?
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People on those pensioner scooters when they are clearly able bodied. Saw two people in their late 40s on them the other day "walking" their dogs. I shit you not they were wearing running gear.
Chav fashion though, innit?

I`m talking lycra proper running gear mate, they were on those scooters with their dogs walking beside them.

Not only can`t they be arsed to walk their dogs but they seemed to think they were exercising.

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That annoying Heineken ad, or rather the song.

One two three four this is for the dreamer

Move it, do it, lose it, I'm home.

:rant:

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That annoying Heineken ad, or rather the song.

One two three four this is for the dreamer

Move it, do it, lose it, I'm home.

:rant:

Don't think I've seen that one.

But in a world where ALL adverts annoy me, I am especially irritated right now by that one that goes: "You talk, you save, you walk, you save ..."

**** Santander.

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Just had a phonecall from a call centre that went something like this:

Me: Good afternoon One Future Telecommunications blah blah blah

Call Centre Chimp: Hawoo, can I speak to Stacey please?

Me: I'm afraid there's no one here that goes by that name.

Call Centre Chimp: Let me just check my records a minute please. Please hold the line.

*I'm put on hold*

Call Centre Chimp: My records state that Stacey currently works at this address.

*Lost for words*

*Pause*

*Hangs up*

A few minutes pass

The phone rings again, I answer

Me: Good afternoon One Future Telecommunications blah blah blah

Angry Call Centre Chimp: I Believe you just put the phone down on me, It is very important that I speak to Stacey.

Me: Stacey doesnt work here, please dont call again.

Angry Call Centre Chimp: May I speak to your supervisor.

Me: Certainly

*Puts call centre chimp on hold, where she has been for the past 6 minutes (probably 8 minutes after typing this)

Very, Very irritating, particularly when I'm in the middle of something that needs to be done before I can leave the office this afternoon.

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This seems to be an irritating trend.

I got an annoying junk call at home a week or so ago. I gave them a flea in their ear, told them not to ring me again and hung up. Seconds later the guy rang back and said; "Now Mr Mooney, that was VERY rude of you to hang up like that..."

If he thought THAT was rude, I don't know what he made of what I THEN said to him.

They must be being told to do it - although how they think it's going to help them get what they want, I really do not know.

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I increasingly have no issue with hanging up on any 'junk' or sales calls. I'm normally loathe to be impolite but they're getting worse. We went through a period a couple of months ago, thats waned a little thankfully, of having various Indian chaps ringing up saying their name was John/Bill/Sean/Dave and wanting to ask slightly odd survey questions (who is your gas supplier, who is your insurance with, etc etc). You'd tell them to not call again and the next day you'd get the same bloke, called Mark this time, asking the same questions, barely able to speak English, couldn't say our surname correctly at all. I said to the one bloke he'd rung the day before and he called me a liar! Now the moment I hear that pause with call centre chatter and the heavy accent, I hang up.

Almost worse are the real pushy sales that are starting up. We keep getting green investment companies ring up. The one got so bad they actually started being aggressively patronising to my dad and accusing him of being a liar and wasting their time - they **** rung us!, we'd told them we're not interested. Unfortunately my dad is even worse for the impoliteness thing than me and got into this conversation, despite me telling him **** knows how many times to just say no thanks, and if they don't accept that you tell them more sternly, ask them not to call again and hang up.

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THe only people who ever ring me are tele sales, and my mom.

If my mom never rang, I literally wouldn't answer the phone ever.

But when I do, and it's one of these I do, they always ask for the same guy who doesn't (and hasn't ever as far as I can tell) live at my house.

NO matter how many times I tell them that and ask them to remove my number they keep ringing back.

It's so infuriating

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Well I've had a Canadian pharmacy ring me about 6 times in total now looking to sell me viagra :lol: I still can't figure out how they managed to get my mobile number. I'm sure I've never done anything that could put me on a database like theirs! Still, they're there if I never need them :lol:

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Well I've had a Canadian pharmacy ring me about 6 times in total now looking to sell me viagra :lol: I still can't figure out how they managed to get my mobile number. I'm sure I've never done anything that could put me on a database like theirs! Still, they're there if I never need them :lol:

Perhaps your other half gave them your mobile number? :twisted:

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On a similar note (to the sales calls not BOF and his wood or lack of) I'm sick of Virgin media.

I get something in the post from them at least twice a week almost every single week, I've never been a customer of theirs and I never will be because of the amount of shit they send me. I wrote them asking them to remove me from their mailing list so what happens? I start getting stuff addressed to The occupier rather than in my name.

Now I save it all up and post it back to them return to sender.

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Whinged about it before, but whilst we're on it I had to do call centre work for an undisclosed bank for 2 years. Let's call them, oh I don't know, 'Tw@tWest'. Here was me, thinking I was applying for a clerk's job but as soon as I was in the door my job suddenly became (and they honestly used this word) "Prospector". Unfortunately, images that conjured up in my mind of dressing up like Yosemite Sam and digging underneath the vault were sadly premature.

The job, from 9-5, was call up people and convince them to come in. Horrid, horrid work. We were locked in a room, given a load of spiel and told to cold-call people with loans, credit cards, overdrafts etc. and get 'em to come in for a "personal review" *shudder*. We were encouraged to say any sort of crap to get 'im through the door; lies, scare-tactics, you name it. The review itself is just to try and sell people something, anything, even if it clearly wasn't in their best interests but it's dressed up as this "MOT for your finances" type crap. If you didn't get enough poor sods through the door, you were expected to stay late unpaid. I managed to hide away and goof off for most of the two years, and jumped before I was pushed. In hindsight, I'd rather have worked in McDonald's.

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