Tell me something trivial that has pissed you off today

[monkeymamma]

I'm working from home. In the middle of some very urgent work that requires my concentration also in the middle of a migraine oh the joy. My otherwise very nice opposite neighbour is sitting in his car outside his house taking a business call. The volume has got to be literally on full. I feel like screaming! It's going on, and on, and on. I'm like - dude your house is literally next to you. Go inside and take the call properly. Don't spend half an hour blasting the neighbourhood with intermittent, muffled sound. All my windows are closed btw so that's just how loud it is.
He's actually SO nice (so is his wife) that I don't want to go and say anything I'm a complete wimp. This just makes it MORE annoying.

I missed the fast train and had to get the slow train because of meanderers.

Ugh, people who want everyone else to hear the phone calls are just dicks, there's no need for it. Used to hear it on the train all the time - I assume it was status thing.

For me, it has to be my cat not behaving like a gentleman today and growling at the neighbour's cats. He's the newest one on the block, my husband is on nights, he's just being disruptive, he needs to learn manners

Meanderers and cats! Tsk! I feel for you both.

Neighbour is carrying on. He's done this before. It's so inexplicable. Should I poke my head out of the window and look at him in a meaningful way? Or is that just passive-aggressive (why is it worse to be passive-aggressive than just aggressive anyway?!)

I keep thinking it's stopped but it's just a long pause (presumably while he is talking)

DH does that with his car. He sits on the drive taking his Very Important Calls which the world will END if he doesn't take and then stays there for 90 minutes with it blaring.

Our dog has pissed me off today. I'm home all day from work, and got through a load of ironing this morning in the kitchen. The dog sat on the kitchen floor, looked me dead in the eye, took a huge shite in the middle of the floor, and wagged her tail as she sat next to it. Why? Why would anyone shit on the floor when the back door was bloody open? She's not even ill, I checked her over and she's right as fucking rain, aside from defecating wherever she likes for a laugh.

I've had to do four loads of washing up on my day off (baking birthday cake x 2, fancy lunch I treated myself to etc)!! Sulking about my lack of space for a dishwasher. Huff.

Also passive-aggressive is sometimes the best way to go. I love watching MIL's passive-aggressive antics when we have family get togethers, it's like the invisible jellyfish in that Bridget Jones film floating about stinging anyone nearby.

I've had to move to the top room of the house to get away. Did a passive-aggressive glare first but it didn't work. With the window open it was so loud I could pretty much have joined the call. GO INSIDE YOUR HOUSE YOU BAD MAN! I wonder if his wife has actually banned him from irritating calls inside?

Tap on his window and feign sympathy at the fact that he must have locked himself out. Look incredulous when he admits to sitting there deliberately. He may grasp that he's being a pain in the arse.

Moaners. Moaning people. Those who can make the most simple task seem like a three-act drama. I am slightly south of my tether today so I'm probably just as bad!

The nice man who is installing a burglar alarm has been here since 9 am and DH is wittering shit at him about the history of the house and delaying him finishing and getting away.

The nice burglar alarm man looks a bit pissed off too.

I have cracked a tooth so eating lunch was a bit painful. But on the bright side, no cat sick, half eaten mice or the dog trying to poop what I suspect was a human hair (very tickly it seems) - that was yesterday.

(However DH is doing the school run in10 minutes and I'm having a gin and tonic so I will be less pissed off soon).

My mozzarella was ever so slightly off- I ate it anyway but I resented it.

There was tomato ketchup in my bacon, egg and sausage sandwich from Tesco. I wasn't expecting it.

Im running early. I text my client who is booked in between 4 & 5 to see if she will be in at 3. She wont because she finishes work at 4 so wont be home until 4.30. BUT YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE THERE AT 4 FFS

Moved to new area, took DD2 to library rhyme time (DD1 at nursery now, but we went religiously to the one in our old area and it was great). New library one was utterly shite. I know it's free and librarians don't get paid much but it pissed me off. It's not hard to welcome people, engage the children and point out where the books are. The librarian just started singing out of no-where and rumbled through her list of songs, finished 14 minutes early in a 30 minute session. Grrrrr. Rant over.

That 2 of my 4 children have had a sick bug. I've had to cancel all my plans today.

My boss keeps lighting the touch flame on things then handing them to me. I'm about to explode

Someone is sitting next to me in the office - I don't know him; we hot-desk and he must be from a different department - and chewing gum very, very loudly with an open mouth. Not only does it sound utterly repulsive, but it absolutely fucking stinks of that horrible artificial spearmint and it's making me feel sick. Also he has a newspaper on his desk (which he has stolen from the media relations team without asking, so it's not even his) and he has stuck two old bits of chewed gum to it. I want to punch him in the face a million times.

Oh and also I can hear someone else relating a story which she says is something that happened to her but is actually a well-known urban myth that's been going round for about forty years.

I couldn't get catheter to work to pee so stuck waiting in a very busy A&E (told right place to be) feeling very sorry for myself :(

The reporter on Radio 4 said was describing someone's fingers coloured purple and said "the dye was cast during the election" [when they had to make their mark with inky fingers].

The expression is "the DIE was cast" and has fuck all to do with dye .

Yes I do need to get out more

I had to push my buggy round parked cars on the pavement to cross the road getting to school - one even opened the door as I was going past and tutted at me !