aibu to ask for one of your biggest moans(87 Posts)
Doesn't matter if you are being unreasonable or reasonable..just have a good moan.
Mine is why must women wear perfume so strong out in public you can literally taste it. Even in the streets
I have loads, but here's todays example. Just back in the office after my lunch break...why is it I have to listen (can't avoid) to not one, but three separate awful busker types screeching like James Blunt, another playing a saxophone (horrendously) and the last one was playing (and I use the term loosely) flippin pan pipes. Pan pipes in the middle a high street in Sarf London, I ask you! Grrrr. Worst thing was I had to experience it on the way down the high street and on the way back again.
I can't stand buskers either. We get loads of them in the town centre and I always want to tell them to shut up.
Bloody Chuggers in the precinct,
Earlier today I was walking through precinct texting a friend on my phone
telling her to get kettle on as I was nearly at hers
Chugger woman,not actually sure what charity, said to my face;
"You don't have to text me I'm right here"
I'm afraid I lost it a bit and said "why would I be texting you, you weirdo"
but they just wind me up soooo much.
Selfish smokers. This morning there were 3 people including me sat on the bank of 6 seats at the station. A fourth woman sits down and lights up. so the other three of us got up and walked away as we didn't want to be covered in her smoke. So selfish of her.
At lunchtime I'm having lunch outside Pret with DH and someone going into Pret dumps their fag without putting it out over the canvas barrier thing, where it continued to smoke over us until I stood up and put it out.
Shoppers who are dead slow at the supermarket checkout. I'm not talking a bit slow, I'm talking so slow you could scream. And taking no notice of the big queue behind them because they are too busy wittering on to the checkout girl, and the checkout girl is responding. Such a jolly conversation that goes on and on back and forth whilst we just stand there and all my frozen is defrosting and I am going to be late for an appointment.
Then when checkout girl says how much, shopper acts like she is being asked for a birthday cake in a hardware store. Total surprise. With a look on her face that says "oh you want paying? Gosh!" Then finding vouchers to scan some of which go through, some of which don't but asks to try them twice. Then slowly, dead slowly looking in her bag for a purse. All whilst chatting. Then slowly dead slowly getting out the purse and just as slowly getting out her card. Then 3 attempts and the card doesn't work. Gets out another card and eventually that goes through. Still has to finish packing and just as she is leaving walks back to have another little joke with checkout girl. Meanwhile queue I was going to join before I got hemmed in has seen through 8 shoppers.
Thank you OP. I feel much better now. This happened this morning.
Why didn't my hairdresser warn me that my newly dyed red hair would keep dripping red water when washed? I have my hair naturally curly by air drying and it was tricky today to say the keast
My Bridezilla SIL-to-be. We are both planning our weddings at the moment, (and they are polar opposites of each other, horses for courses and all that jazz) and so far ours has been undramatic, whereas she has taken just about every opportunity to try and start drama, even the smallest amount.
The list is enormous. Here are a few examples:
She keeps sending me pictures of stuff she has found for my wedding on Ebay. Our wedding, as has been explained to her politely on numerous occasions, is devoid of stuff like fancy favours, signs for toilet doors (wtf), fucking chair covers etc etc. She gets all offended if I'm not skipping with joy to recieve them so I just ignore them. Which winds her up more. I can't win.
She has decided that she wants to wear the bridesmaid dress for her own weddng to our wedding in a different colour....to test drive it and make sure its good enough for her wedding. I know it shouldn't matter what she wears, but this is bothering me slightly.
She has asked me to hire my brother a suit (at our cost!) because 'he only has one suit and can't afford another one for the other wedding we've got that weekend'.
This is added to the fact that DP and I moved our wedding date by ten months to suit DBro and Future SIL, and they haven't even had the courtesy to book a date.
This is very theraputic, even if it may make me seem like Bridezilla. I feel ok voicing these concerns here as it avoids conflict within my close family.
My absolutely biggest moan is the weather.
Today's weather moan. It's absolutely gorgeous and where am I? Couped up in a car for four hours!
( this happens a lot!)
What are these signs for toilet doors? That's a new one on me!
Some signs that say 'help yourself to spray, comb, hairpins
other pointless shit etc in the baskets courtesy of the bride and groom'. I feel like I'm making this shit up, it seems so stupid! I don't care what she does at her wedding, but she makes pointed remarks about ours not having 'stuff'. Grinds my gears!
People who play silly tricks on kids like saying "Oh is that mine!?" when they've got something. It's so shit. Small DC don't understand and get uncomfortable. What kind of person does that to a kid!
Roussette oh jesus I was in M&S the other day (buying some things for a treat tea) and the woman in front of me told a story to the checkout woman that started "well I bought three chicken breasts last week..." and went via 16-year-old grandson and all his exams and goings on, for about ten minutes (well, maybe not quiiiite that long), and ended with grandson having a falling out with someone and asking if he could come to stay and "ooh so I teased him a bit and said no" and ended "so we ate the chicken then".
Meanwhile I was glaring at the back of her head wishing her and her chicken would hurry the fuck up.
I don't think I'm nice enough to shop in M&S.
Oh another one!
Why must people walk so.fucking.slow.in.the.middle.of.the.path really pisses me off as I can't get round them with my buggy. Even worse when they suddenly stop to talk to a friend and I end up ramming into them..but this is my fault for walking behind them. Fucking speed up or move to the side then!!!
Being told by my boss I should 'set an example' for my colleagues to follow, they are not actually following it they are just bunking off knowing that I'm the only one working my hours.
Tell you what gets right on my tits: the random shite that shop cashiers are meant to try to sell you. I get 'upselling': "Oh you have a sandwich and a drink, would you like bag of
Pombears crisps?" That's annoying enough, but the apropos of nothing upsell fucks me right orf. I bought a pack of tampax in a station WHSmith t'other day.
Cashier: "Would you like any stamps?"
Me: "Of course not. I tend to keep this menstruating thing to myself, wherever possible."
Cashier: "We have three for two on Mentoes."
Me: "Think the Tampax will be better, but thank you."
Cashier: "...and this large Dairymilk is just one pound."
Me: "Yeah, I'll have eight, thanks."
Oh, and "myself" instead of "me".
"Allow myself to introduce myself."
I forgot to buy crisps and I want crisps. I know, you thought you had problems didn't you?
Christ! I am so tired that post wasn't even the wrong thread, it was the wrong website. That's my moan- that I am so tired that I don't know what website I'm writing on.
But actually I hate people who browse the shelves in the supermarket with their trolley blocking the aisle.
Superdrug are weird with the upselling too. I go and have my eyebrows threaded in there. When I pay they ask me if I want stamps. What... to stick over my bright red eyebrows
and upper lip or what?
Very silly one but absolutely grates on me.
People who wait to cross the road at traffic lights and stand on the very left, but they are going to the right. So they just cut across everybody diagonally. These people know which way they are going, so why do it?
And people who decide to have a conversation with George and Doris up the road and their granddaughter and niece and her friend right in the middle of the aisle and are completely oblivious to everyone who is trying to push their trolleys round them. One day I might just push them over.
When people say they 'ended up in A&E for X amount of hours' when what they mean is they took a descision to go to A&E unecessarily and had to wait ages because there were loads of people there who were actually in need of emergency treatment. Then they have the cheek to complain about having to wait so long.
People who stop dead in front of you in Primark. I swear to god I've just rear ended about 6 people in there.
Join the discussion
Please login first.