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I threatened a while ago to Tweet about the things that annoy me. However, as there are so many things that usually annoy me on a daily basis, I thought I would just blog about them..
Starting off with Volume 1, ‘People’. Now, this will no doubt continue in various posts, and possibly this post will be amended later on, as God knows there’s not a lot more annoying than people, full stop.
Selfish and self-indulgent friends
For some reason, I seem to have a lot of these. From moaning about how talentless and thick they are (when they clearly aren’t) to feeling superior to everyone else. Some people demand the attention of others, yet never give it back when it is needed. Whatever is going on with them, it’s always worse than what’s going on in your life, whatever they are doing is naturally more important than what’s going on in yours.
I come across this particularly often now that I am a student, with my hyper-intelligent friends calling me and complaining onhow they will fail our course. Hmm, don’t think so. Like that skinny friend moaning about how fat they look in search of praise, these people just want you to tell them they’re amazingly intelligent.
People who swear loudly in public places
Please, just fuck off. Thank you. 
. Really, it is not nice to have to listen to a grown-up calling their boss a such-and-such on a bus. That’s what you’re suppose to do at work behind their back. Not that I ever have (honest). Numbnuts was not my idea as a nickname, after all..
Young people who push in front in queues and generally exhibit bad manners
I do hope your parents disinherit you. This really winds me up, but a few days ago I witnessed a few quite decently-dressed young ladies queue jump in front of an elderly gent with a walking stick. He took it in with good humour. I contemplated a gross public murder.
Relentless Egomaniacs
Oh these people we all know and love. Memememememememememememememmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. MEH. I am one, granted, but I have a right to be because I am brilliant. Or so the voices in my head tell me.
‘I Am Right And You Are Wrong’
Whatever you have done, they have done ten times better. whatever you have been taught, they know the right way. These people always know what they are doing, and always tell you what you ought to do.
Sexiiists (done like Richie from ‘Bottom’)
Oh dear sexists, where do I start with you. From asking me to smile (I don’t smile at you because you’re a prat) to going on about how I should/shouldn’t get pregnant/cut my hair/wear a dress/dye my hair/not work in a ‘man’s job’… you do make my day brighter. Where I am from, I could sue you for harrassment, and get all your money off from you, you know. Mostly I just ignore you, because it’s bloody difficult to take note of someone with an IQ smaller than a cucumber’s. Bless you, you little little man :-).
Label queens and fashion addicts
Oh, I had as friend like this. Spending all her money on Chanel makeup, looking down on people wearing jeans. OK, I do admit I like fashion – it is fantastic and quite fun. But I don’t sneer at people who don’t believe in labels, or wear whatever is trendy at this moment in time. Oh no. because God knows there’s nothing uglier than a snob, no matter what they wear..
Labellers
Those people who want you to fit into a little box with a label inside, so they can classify you as ‘a’, ‘b’ or ‘c’. No crossover artists here, labellers want people to be identifiable and act within the expected perimeters.
I do not get labellers. What is it all about. where does biphobia come from, for instance, or the sometimes-evident resentment of switches in the BDSM community? Bad experiences, fear of people who are different, fear of the dark that lurks within yourself? Wouldn’t life be better and easier if you would concentrate on what makes YOU feel good as opposed to worrying about how other people spend their lives.
..is that even when numbnuts (my colleagues lovely and accurate nickname for our supervisor, who surely is a part-time nazi and a full-time moron) is not at work meddling with things, life there can still be a struggle indeed.
As mentioned before, we shall be TUPE’d over to another company a week today. Same job, same wage, just a different uniform. Re-branding, I suppose. Next week we will not be ‘Marathon, we’ll be Snickers’. So today we have been training a relief officer from the new company who will be able to come in and do our job if we haven’t got enough staff in. But seeing as they’re being trained, it’s been all about them sitting and us working. He was bored, and so were we, as they day was very quiet. Cold breeze through the doors and the heating cranked up to the max really didn’t help, and now the first signs of a cold can be felt. Bloody marvellous.
And we have another day of it to go. And then he’s with me on a night shift. Still unable to do anything. So I do stuff, and he’ll follow me around and watch me do it. Grr.
