To hate faffers everywhere!

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Why are there so many faffers -buying cinema tickets, going to the Post office etc - someone in front always has to have an issue and take twice as long as they should, drivers taking 10 minutes to get in a space 4 times the size of their car, people taking forever over a simple food order - I could go on!

Not so much as a faff......but you can guarantee when I buy my lottery tickets, the person in front of me has about 6 months worth of tickets they want to check to see if they have won....or they are buying the lottery syndicate for work where there are about 50 in the syndicate

I think faffers also make work for themselves.

I am not lucky that I am not as busy as you in my job but I don't feel the need to make more work for myself by printing out every email and then filing them or making ridiculously complicated spreadsheets for projects that only make sense if you're in some parallel universe.

You then complain about being busy. You're not busy, you're inefficient.

I'm with mimi.
Love it when someone Very Important is trying to rush me and I take my time having a good old faff.

I loathe faffers!

One of my dsds is a terrible faffer. I occasionally run her to/from work on my way to/from work. She waits until we pull up then removes her head phones and winds them ever so slooowly around phone, places carefully in bag. Checks face then decides to slowly exit the car. In my head I'm screaming "get out of the fucking car...now! "

If I'm collecting her she sits on a wall and can see me coming from a good distance. Will wait until I come to a complete stop next to her THEN will daintily jump from wall and move slooowly towards car. I could honestly strangle her.

stewofbat - too late, it already is cheaper to get a parking ticket in Cambridge! (According to the Daily Mail anyway)

DH is a faffer. I'm not so generally we get to places on time (rather than early if it's me on my own or late if him) so I guess the result is a happy medium.
But it does infuriate me if we need to leave for somewhere at say 10 and I've got DC's washed, fed, dressed sitting in the car with snacks/games by 5 to 10 and we don't leave til 10.15 because he was putting on his shoes/checking the windows/walking round in circles much like a dog
Then has the check to get huffy with me for "rushing" him

Train station faffers are the worst, because their faffing will make others miss their train. especially the ones who decide to have a discussion at the ticket window at 8am - 'oh, I was thinking of going to, um, London, on the 20th, no, the 22nd, and I um, wondered what the cheapest tickets were...and if I, er, went via Reading, well how much would it be then? [cue long discussion] 'Oh, well I'm not definitely going, I just wondered...'

Meanwhile the queue has built to epic proportions, consisting of commuters who would like to strangle the faffer. And there is a queue of fellow faffers at the self-service machine, who are baffled by technology.

Seems to happen all the time at my station. And the strange thing is that the faffers are generally casually dressed and retirement age, and amble off to the car park afterwards, rather than getting on a train. Fine, but why choose rush hour to go to the station?

I hate it when people have no concept of there being a queue behind them. By all means bore chat to the cashier if there is no-one waiting behind you but otherwise, buy your items and leave. Are people like this genuinely oblivious to their surroundings or are they just completely selfish?

NCP car park faffers are definitely the worst.

Massive queues at 5pm at ours due to all manner of people who have clearly never encountered the concept of putting a card in a machine and then paying what it says is due.

And they're always the ones who have that tricky £1 coin that won't go in straight away. So try 14 times to do it.

And they always end up pressing the button to get in touch with the help centre in Dubai about it.

And I'm always the one at the back of the queue shouting: "just pay by card FFS!!!"

And then about 70 people turn round and say : "oh can you pay by card, I didn't know that."

And I say: "yes there's a massive notice there saying so and what's more it had been thus for about 15 years."

Just wanna go home.

God yes to needing a cattle prod sometimes.

My late father was an Olympic-standard faffer, bless him. Did it all with a smile and charm but was always walking around with something random in his hand and a slightly quizzical look on his face (he had quite a high powered job, so it was not like he was unable to work out the precise nature and usage was of whatever he was allegedly dealing with). Stopped to speak to anyone and everyone, particularly cashiers. Buying tickets or checking in was An Event. He got worse as he got older, but it would be wrong to characterise him as a Lovable Elderly Faffer, as he was a Lifelong and Unrepentant Faffer. Whenever the faffing got too much even for him, he would stop and make a cup of coffee, as if it would magically make things go faster ...

Fast forward and I am the mother of The World's Faffiest 13 Year Old Boy. Sometimes I think applying electrodes to him is my only hope.

Nothing comes close to the level of hatred i feel towards faffers. Maybe terrorists? maybe .

Yanbu.

I work in a shop and the most annoying faffers are ones who let their dc pay.

They get them to count it out to me and clap with delight.This always happens when I have a massive queue and they get pissed off if I don't do a fucking handstand because their kid can count.

It was cute the first time. Now it just pisses me off.

Have not RTFT yet but I would like to add PETROL STATION FAFFEURS to the list of annoyances.

If they use the pay at the pump things, they've never got their card ready. If they pay at the kiosk it takes them about an hour. When they get back to their cars they faff around putting things away, adjusting their radios and being generally slow.

I need to kill someone now....

froo and then you see them stop to read the headlines of the newspapers. How very dare you.

Oh god yes.

And people at the bar who faff over what they want to drink. DECIDE BEFORE YOU GO TO THE PUB, YOU FOOLS!

No unseemly haste....

((:::~~ wanders off for a little potter~~:::))

can I add petrol station faffers who block the entrance to the station, waiting for a pump on the side of their petrol cap, even though there are extra long hoses, leaving a load of pumps empty that no one can get too...

Stop and smell the rose petals....

(Sorry, haven't read whole thread)

Faffing about at checkouts is bad enough but I HATE it when they have to pack all their shopping first, put it in the trolley and THEN faff about trying to open their bag, find purse, get purse, open purse, count cash......Zzzzzzzzzzzzz! Grrrrr!!!!

Has anyone mentioned airport faffers yet? Put you stuff in the bloody plastic bag before you get in the queue!!!

See, I always liked to spell it 'pfaff'. Pfaffing. Michelle Pfaffer. Something to think about, while you're pfaffing around gently at at the cashpoint, or taking your time at the till. You could always ask the person behind the counter in the Post Office if you think 'faff' should be spelt with a silent 'p'. Perhaps they'd consider it pseudo-germanic. Who knows?

I don't mind elderly people taking their time over things. That's a whole different category of people to the faffers.

People like my sister who have to examine every tomato in the supermarket before they choose the six they want. People who haven't got their stuff ready to leave the house before the time comes to leave the house and then decide they want a different handbag or need a packet of tissues or whatever. And then make you wait in a boiling rage while they change shoes and put shoe trees into the rejected shoes before putting them neatly away and bending to adjust the laces on the new shoes and then turning to sort out the handbag. I. Could. Kill.

I have never recovered from watching my very slow, precise, perfectionist flatmate chop up an onion. This was three decades ago and it still gives me the rage.

I'm another faff-hater who lives with multiple faffers. DP is a faffer extraordinaire and BOTH KIDS have got it too. My sister and SIL are even worse.

I can't bear it when someone has said they're about to leave and so you're kind of on hold waiting to say goodbye and get on with the next thing. Then it's faff faff faff for the next 40 minutes - AAAARRRGGHHH JUST FUCK OFF THEN!

Also agree with the leaving a party faffers - DP cannot just get up and say "Ok bye everyone" and go. No, he has to tour the room, making sure he says goodbye to everyone separately and even starts up whole new conversations with them. While I'm standing there going "DP! DP! Babysitter! We're already late!" and looking like the most bossy cowbag ever. I've actually been known to leave him to get his own taxi because the babysitter is waiting.

And people in queues - ever thought of having your money ready by the time you get to the front, or perhaps even thinking about what coffee you fancy before you get there? Gah!

At cashpoints I time the people in front (inside my head, I'm not that mean) just to make it into a game so I get less riled. I have never taken more than a minute at the cashpoint and that's when I make a mistake or need to check balance etc. Normally I can get cash out in 30 seconds. So why does the average person take 2.5 minutes? It's mystifying!

I think it's the anal and efficient who will inherit the earth, actually CateBlanket! Whereupon, faffing will become a criminal matter.

My 13 year old DS is king facer, he certainly doesn't get it from me who is always ten minuets early with a map, snacks and a first aid kit

I drop him at school in the morning, I then have to get DS2 to primary and DD to nursery, from the moment he wakes up he's faffing, it all accumulates when I have to throw him out of the car when at a red light and he stars to turn his phone off, put his headphones away, leave his PE kit in the footwell as he exits from the car in SLOW MOTION.....every single morning I have to shout DS1 get outttttttt, go go go gom my god. The best thing is watching him put on a pair of shoes or trainers, we will be waiting in the car and he will have one shoe on, arggggggggggg.