Things that have been ruined by other people doing them to

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Was thinking this today when driving to work and taking one of my little shortcuts to beat the traffic. Only bloody everyone knows the shortcuts now so it doesn’t work! Damn them!

Anyone else care to share things that were great until other people got involved?

LatteLady

Knitting, I started over 50 years ago, but people who have been at it for five minutes try selling me badly written patterns which have never seen a technical editor.

Gawd, I hear you. It's insulting.

Twitter used to be my safe haven for mouthing off about stuff, reading, and doing a bit of networking. I've had an account for years. Then some of my colleagues, family and friends got accounts and found me. A few politely ignore some of the political stuff, but a couple of older colleagues (similar age to my Dad, who doesn't have a problem with what I post) jump in and comment on bloody everything, even when they don't understand, and I'm thinking of stopping using it now. I have already said that they might prefer my politics-free Facebook feed. God help me if they ever find me on Instagram!

Football. Went to my first match aged 8 Forrest vs Dons. I loved it. It was when it was still standing on the terraces so I had taken a bread bin to stand on. It was great. When I was a bit older my friend took me to see the local team, Charlton, and I loved it. I asked my dad to take me but he never did. So when I started my first Saturday job at 15 in 98 I saved the money to buy a season ticket. That year they were promoted to the Premiership. I went with my cousin and took over her friends old seat as she had stopped going. I enjoyed it so much.

A couple of years later a some lads started going with me. They weren't Charlton supporters but the club had cheap premiership season tickets. They were in a different stand but always put down the team as they weren't as good as their teams - Man U and West Ham. Grrr.

After a few more seasons my Dad decided to get a season ticket. Same stand as me but we sat separately. I did resent him going as football was my thing. Eventually the seat next to him was free so he pressed me to swap my seat over. Eventually the team was relegated and after a couple of seasons I stopped going. The team were playing badly, so the entire time supporters would be moaning and swearing at the players. Then my dad used to moan during the journey there and back. He would also insist on popping into Macros after the match every bloody time for nearly an hour. Football went from something I loved to dreading the matches. I couldnt think of a worse way to spend my Saturdays, listening to near enough five hours of moaning.

Anyway my Dad totally sucked the joy out of football for me. Some other girls would go to the matches occasionally but we were made to feel like uncool oddballs by the more popular trendy girls for going to the matches and wearing replica shirts. 20 years later these women are posting about their team, Charlton, all over social media.

Notting Hill Carnival.

Air travel. It should be expensive and it should be a luxury.

The EU. Hit its peak as a club of 15. Not racist, it could have been any of the 27.

“Designer” clothing. There was a time when Gucci, Chanel, Prada, Fendi signaled high quality and taste every time. Not any more.

University. Fuck graphic media and sports psychology. They’re just reeling you in for the money. Pick a serious subject or go to a poly or learn a trade or do an apprenticeship. The letters don’t mean anything if you don’t actually know anything.

Chia seeds.

Don't understand the hatred of other people running though. How does it affect you? I have run since I was 15 (am 38 now). I don't really give a shit who else runs as I don't run with them so it makes no difference. Also if you don't want people to follow you on strava don't have an account it make it private. I have no friends on strava and just use it to plot cycle routes.

People complaining that their quaint village or lovely small town has been spoilt by new housing developments, where do you expect people to live exactly? Nimbyism is an unattractive quality
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Don't understand the hatred of other people running

I hate people (one in particular) who are new to running and carry on like they have invented it. They are suddenly the world experts and turn what was a fun Saturday morning into a massively competitive thing with endless discussion of techniques and technical clothing and comparison of times.

If I want to just jog along at the back then I will thank you very much.

The main theatre at Stratford was completely renovated a few years ago. Not many people realised you could avoid the mammoth queue for the loos at the interval by going through the shop to a very quiet one. Now everyone has discovered it and the queues are just as long as for the main loos

Specific I know , but my local saddlers . Used to be run by people who were actually knowledgeable, and you could go and get the decent kit you wanted , at not too bad a price . Then they got discovered by the bling brigade , and now it’s turned itself into a ‘superstore’ where it’s now full of spangly matchy matchy crap and you can’t pick up so much as a body brush without some sales assistant asking you if you want one with glitter on . Seriously lady , fuck off and talk to the white Range Rover brigade people . Those ones with the ‘my pony wants to be a unicorn’ hoodies on . They’ll love you . I don’t . Gah .

Definitely Aldi - my mum went there in the early 80s (that was in Germany) and bought a lot there, including cheap children's clothing and nappies, it was a 150m walk from our flat, so very easy to get to.
That was when Aldi sold no brands, no meat, no frozen food, etc., a lot of people, including one of my aunts, looked down on my mum for going there.
Now everyone shops there, including snobby aunt and my sister says when Aldi has children's stuff, you need to be there by 7:30 latest to get anything.

My local park, it was never that quiet, but it must have been in some guide book in South-East Asia as tourist from there** flog the park on a daily basis, particularly on summer weekends. Just walking to the station on a summer Saturday takes twice as long as during the week.
** Not sure if they are from China or Japan, hence SE Asia

The District Line at just after 4pm, used to always get a seat, now I always have to stand for a few stops (I know, first world problems).

Burnt Orange Metallic cars, when I bought mine in 2008 there were two other cars in the same city, now they are everywhere (or so it seems)

My sister has three teenagers, two dogs and doesn't really do 'hostessing'. The last time I visited I booked myself a hotel instead of kipping on her manky sofa.

She was a bit confused as to why I wasn't staying at hers so I said oh I just fancied a treat - my own bathroom and some privacy. Ooh she said, that sounds bliss, I'll join you :)

God love her.

In the 90s in Athens you could walk up to the Acropolis buy a ticket and walk in. This summer I took my husband and child, had to buy the ticket the day before after a 1 and 1/2 hour queue and visit at 8.30 am the next morning and leave when the vast vast swarms of people off the cruise ships were coming in...

Disney Florida, friend has just come back in the quiet season, they showed photos which had crowds similar to a football event. You queue to get into another queue. mad... for the prices.

American football.... years ago it was hardly known in the UK, I loved watching it, playing it, talking about it and not one person knew what was going on... now, all of a sudden, there are millions of supporters and it's super cool to watch it and wear the jerseys

If I ever find a new hairdresser, restaurant, spa, church, anything!! My mum will want to to do that too. Last time I went for a relaxing massage only to run in to my mother!

Don't tell her!

Getting up early.
I'd like to get up early and do my own thing (such as yoga, although I haven't actually done early morning yoga, BUT I COULD) but dh has decided he's going to get up at the same time as me and I feel hemmed in.

apparently gin is on the way out, and rum is the new trendy thing.

Nooooooooooooooooooo! Stay away from my rum!

I used to attend a 6am outdoor boot camp class, 3 times a week.
Loved it. Was actually in quite good shape for once.
Then I mentioned it to my dp who also started to attend. And he was much better at it than me. And for some reason that really annoyed me so I stopped going.

Think I liked it just being my time really...
He's stopped now so I might start again!

Aldi - yes.
Gin - yes.

My beloved Exeter Chiefs.

Although I'm happy the club has an increased following, I now stand there trying to look over/past the enormous bobble hats or wanky furry parka hoods of drunk tossers who aren't there to watch the game, as they take selfies of themselves with the pitch as a backdrop, or constantly chat shit to their mates.

I just wanna watch the rugby!!!!

I’m in Edinburgh. I’ll stamp my feet if they stop it 😂

Our favourite romantic spot now seems to be everyone's.

Gin

I've been drinking Gin since 1992, you had a choice of Gordon's, Beefeater or if it was somewhere really posh Bombay Sapphire.

Do I want Clementine infused rhubarb gin? No I do not. The sooner all the trendy hipsters move on to the next "new" thing the better.

Swimming. Specifically open water or lido swimming. For years I’ve enjoyed the peace and solitude of an icy dip. Just me, my costume, a hat and goggles. Now I’m surrounded by braying hordes banging on about their DryRobes and Instagramming every bloody swim. There’s a woman who’s just started attending our local lido who spams Facebook with a selfie there every swim. It’s 100 years old. We know what it looks like. Turn up, swim, piss off.

Pubs. You used to be able to go dahn the boozer...and just have a drink and a chat. Everywhere does utterly mediocre food now. I don't want a meal, I want a gin and tonic and a natter. Stop making it a food opportunity, we are all too fat as it is.

Skye. I really feel for the people who live there. I had to go on business last year and it was RAMMED. The only time I'd been before was when I was about 18 and it was practically empty. I get that anybody visiting is filling it up to a degree but it's gone quite over the top now.

Facebook.

When I joined you had to have a university email address and you were put in a network with students from your uni.

You wrote messages on each other's walls and it was a nice way of contacting each other.

Then they let Joe Public in, added photos, pages, etc etc and now it's a toxic cesspool of human shit.