Little things that make you go grrr....

[Littleorangetree]

Lighthearted thread to alleviate the boredom of a pretty dull Sunday!

Shaving your legs in a freezing bathroom (ouch!)
Putting on rubber gloves and finding they're all wet inside

What little things make you go grrr??

Those annoying bits of ribbon sewn into the shoulders of tops that don't need them, so they flip out and look messy when you wear them or go into holes if you cut them out.

DH deciding to go and use the loo just the minute after I've said I'm going to go sit in our room for a bit (the loo is en suit to our room and has a very flimsy glass door, and I do not enjoy hearing all that!)

When I spill coffee grounds between emptying the pot and putting them in the bin. And then step on them by accident.

Snails eating my plants.

Anti-perspirant when you spray it and it immediately goes white and crumbly for no reason, and you need hot water and soap to get it off again.

My dad trying to talk to me about the work I'm doing, always from the assumption I am on the edge of failure and he is the person to help (he knows nothing about it and never has)

DH leaving food out uncovered then wondering why I get furious when it's covered in flies, there's nothing in the fridge for my lunch and we have to race to the shops before they shut, get stuck in the endless queues, and I don't get lunch until after 4pm.

My supervisor telling me to do things I have already told her I've done, then ignoring me when I tell her I've done them.

People who have public profiles saying they're interested in doing something, who when I email them politely with an invitation to do that thing, then reply rudely to tell me they have no interest in this area of work (well, change your public profile then!)

The sun hitting the chink in the blinds at 6.30 am and waking me up.

Taps dripping when DH fails to turn them off

The lettings agency sending us a letter inviting us to pay £110 to renew the tenancy before they tell us what the rent will rise to (they try this on every time).

My neighbours' habit of calling each others' names repeatedly from outside on the street instead of ringing the bell to be let in.

Me, putting my wedding down places I can't find it, roughly once a day.

Bits of food in the plughole of the sink.

....

Can you tell I have PMT?!

I do love DH, really, whatever impression this list gives.

When you buy a toy and it's screwed into the fecking packaging- nightmare.

Seagulls on my roof at 3.30 am.

Every.

Fucking.

Day.

Cunts.

Knocking my head on the under-stair cupboard as I retrieve the hoover.

Being super-organised and then being unable to find keys, therefore put back a good 20 mins.

PurplePidjin we have doves that sit on our chimney and coo down the bloomin' thing every morning at around 5am!

There is a fishing shop up the road. I'm thinking catapult...

Unfortunately there's a cop shop a bit further on or it'd be my dad's air rifle :o

If you get cross with birds, I have a story you won't like.

My parents have an old house with chimneys and a fireplace in their bedroom (never used). They thought it was blocked at the top but one day they heard noises of scrabbling during the night. At around dawn, the noises got loud and a just-fledged jackdaw came flapping out into their bedroom and flapped around in a panic. Now, jackdaws nest in chimneys and they have clutches of as many as 4 birds, so every time the mum and dad birds tried to tempt the newly fledged babies to fly away one by one, they ducked back down the next chimney, scrabbled round in the chimney pipe for a while, and (mostly) emerged at the bottom while my parents were asleep.

I had to get the last one out by reaching up into the chimney (and you can't see up it cos of the angle), and grabbing blindly for a bird I couldn't see amongst whatever debris there might be with it, which I also couldn't see.

Nice, huh? Don't think I'll be watching any Hitchcock for a while.

Cling film

Finding the dishwasher full of dirty pots but having not been set off.

I have objection to birds per se.

I just can't fucking be doing with fucking seagulls on the fucking roof fuckingvsquawking at fucking four o'fucking clock in the fucking morning because the fucking builders over the fuckingbroad can't fucking clear up their fucking litter.

Aaaaaah, that's better :o

DH filling dishwasher with items and setting it off half empty, without checking if there are any odd cups, plate etc on the side or in dining room next door to put in it as well.
Boys leaving the tiny bits of lego just where you are bound to tread on it.
Cat meowing very loudly outside our back door wanting to be let in at 5am, whe she demanded to go out for the night the evening before.
DH or DS's starting a conversation just when you have sat down to watch your favorite TV show, usually putting tv on pause and then walking out leaving it still on pause and the TV controller over the other side of the room, or even absent mindedly waking out with the controller in their hand!!

Clothes getting caught in the wheelie-caster things on the chair in my bedroom. I've been known to rip said clothes & kick over said chair. Bastard thing!

Dog hair.

Little fluffy white bits all over my black leggings when they come out of the wash because someone else left a tissue in their pocket.

DH's snoring.

The handbag shoulder thing that previous posters have mentioned. Particularly when trying not to drop it on the floor/down the bog of a skanky public toilet whilst trying to get DS to have a wee without touching anything.

When car park machines reject your coins for absolutely no reason at all. Fuckers.

The wind blowing my hair into my lipgloss

Tripping up

Shoes rubbing

People who walk slowly / take up the whole path / stop suddenly

Yes to the hair/lipgloss thing. I only ever wear lipgloss when I've got my hair tied back/up and yet little wisps still seem to escape and get stuck.

Also getting toothpaste on my hair when I bend over the sink to spit it out.

DS2 repeatedly stating that he doesn't need a wee before we leave the house, and refusing to go and try. Then halfway down the road suddenly saying 'I need a wee.....!

The cat who has suddenly decided not the bother going indoors using the cat flap at 4.30 in the morning and prefers to just miaow loudly outside our bedroom window instead.....

DS3 waiting for me to change his nappy before doing a poo in the clean one.

Losing my glasses, then not being are to see to find them.

The autocorrect on my I phone changing a word into something I don't want so I have to delete it and write it again... Then the phone changes it... And so on!

Also, getting clothes stuck on door handles.

Dripping taps

Creaking doors

Stepping in a small piece of lego/day old banana on floor (don't know which is worse ?)

People (generally older men) openly staring at your 8 mths pg belly at supermarket, then not looking away embarrassed when you catch them, but continuing to stare. Yes I am pregnant ! and you are rude !

People who record their whole lives on facebook, putting status such as they're 'sick of it all' then when they're asked 'whats wrong Hun?' state they 'Don't want to talk about it on Facebook,' Umm why did you put it as your status you attention seeking moron !

(Again with facebook) being sent stupid game requests. No I don't want to play any games. Please STOP sending me them.

Predictive texing

My poor 4 year old being sick for 5 days and slowly climbing the walls, unable to see his friends and being stuck with boring old mum.

When DH makes a sandwich just after I've cleaned the kitchen. He is a crap cleaner-upper and leaves fecking crumbs. Grrrr.

Environmentalists of the science-ignoring kind and bad quality journalism wind me up no end. grrrrr

Dh making the bed (badly) and then putting the throw cushions on backward or upside down or not at all. (I think to myself: if you're not going to do hotel-quality bedmaking then don't bother at all, buster!). grrrrrr

TV ads that are a couple of decibels louder than the programme I'm watching. Particularly ones selling furniture or household appliances. grrrr

People who are a little too quick to honk their horn behind you at the lights. OOooh that makes me grrrrr.

DH finishing a bottle of wine or beer and putting the empty bottle on the kitchen bench instead of in the recycling bin! Grrrrrrr!

Any music on any video game makes me grrrrrr.

I had my hair lopped off in the end, I couldn't take the lipgloss trauma a day longer.

Shoes that are still in great nick, but smell inexplicably vile.

When every single bra size is on the rail: except yours.

Endless jean hoiking, due to collective hipster madness.

Perfume. When you love it, it fades away in seconds. When you hate it, it lingers all freakin day.

Whistling. By anyone.