To wonder why people fuck about so much?

[comeandhaveteawithme]

My local skip is a very busy place. There is often a huge queue of cars and once you are in the queue, you absolutely cannot leave, there is no way of driving out of it or turning around due to the way it's structured. You're going through the skip, and that's that.

Today, I was in the queue of doom and a worker walked along the line of cars and told everyone that they just needed to use the crusher before they could let anyone through and to do that, they needed to wait until the cars already parked up and using the skips, had all left, then they could use the crusher and start letting people in again. It was my lunchbreak so I was in a bit of a rush, but nothing I could do.

But watching the people already using the skip was so irritating. They knew there was a line of approximately 20-30 cars waiting, they knew no one else could enter until every car had gone, but they all sauntered back and forth with their stuff from their boots, they stopped and chatted to one another, one guy had a quick cigarette before getting in his car, another sat in the drivers seat and did something on his phone before slowly putting on his seatbelt and leaving...

I just cannot understand people who are so incredibly slow and insist on doing unnecessary things in busy places where people are clearly waiting to use the thing they are using.

The other day, a waitress bringing our food to out table stopped mid-way and chatted to a customer she knew, while holding our plates of food, letting them get cold - why? talk on the way back if you must!

And the amount of people I see letting their toddlers use their debit cards to pay while smiling indulgently as the kids drops the card or taps it wrong with a queue of people waiting, or who stand at the till transferring money, or ask the bus driver an endless series of questions with a whole busload of people waiting, plus the 50 cars behind the bus....

If you are one of these people who fuck about, why? and are you also irritated by the fucking about or am I just far too angry?

The waitress part of the story is poor - she should not have waited to bring your food to you. The rest of it is on you, particularly as you start by saying "My local skip is a very busy place. There is often a huge queue of cars" and then told us you chose to go on your lunch break.

You can say "are you going to such-and-such a place" in about three seconds as you get on, if you need reassurance. The driver will give a nod, or say "no, you want the number 5". Done.

Expecting the driver to plan your entire journey for you is rude and unreasonable. The driver gets in trouble if he is late and the passengers have places to be, as does the traffic building up behind the bus.

Maybe it annoys me more because I live in a touristy place and I see this constantly, especially in the summer. People forget that not everyone is on their jollies and people also live and work in this town.

The defensiveness on this thread is quite funny.

There wasn't a queue when I went in. I went past and thought "great, there's no queue, I'll dive in there and get rid of this shite in the back while it's quiet".

I didn't account for them needing to use the crusher and having to get all the cars gone before they could, that's never happened before.

That's when I noticed every one of those cars contained a faffer, while a huge queue started to build up behind me.

Well you'll know for next time. Onwards & upwards.

Self scan. 100 items. Trolley, scan, place in bag. Stop to look at phone. Hold phone in one hand whilst moving item from trolley, scan, place in bag.
Pay at pump? No I will go and pay inside where I might buy some overpriced pop/crisps/milk/bread. Tip? Agree with the op. In shops, card not working, wrong pin. Kids putting things on the conveyor. I try to think it's just people doing what people do but sometimes I feel the rage.

Small co-op in the next village over, tiny car park. Invariably women standing chatting by their cars, holding their shopping, seemingly oblivious to the fact no one else can park. Get in your car and fuck off home, call Betty later, or take her home for a chat, but fuck off out of the parking spaces FFS.

My theory is that they know EXACTLY what they're doing and get a sick little thrill from the feeling of control it gives them. I imagine them to be either inwardly or outwardly smirking as they think to themselves "I'll go when I fucking want to."

Oh yes, we call them the people who have no one to talk to at home, out and desperate for some attention.

All the local petrol stations near me are 90% Pay at Pump, so you can't really choose to park at a Pay at Till because they're always in demand.

Perhaps they have a connecting flight on the one ticket.

As a checkout operator can I just say that while people hate the faffers and those slow to pay etc, nothing to me is worse than the person behind who makes faces, keeps looking at the time on the phone or watch and then makes a comment or starts throwing their shopping into a bag angrily, making everyone else feel uncomfortable. Give me an apologetic faffer any day.

And yes someone can be in a hurry with good reason etc etc but at this stage I’ve a number of customers I pray won’t come to my till because I know no matter how friendly I am there’ll be a comment or they’ll stand in someone’s personal space to make them hurry etc etc

Life can be frustrating but really the only solution is to not let it bother you. There is literally no benefit in getting wound up. My mum is horrendous for this; any small delay and she starts overflowing with hyperbolic comments about his long we’ve had to wait. I’m all for getting things done quickly if I can but if I am thwarted, I try and chill. It’s the only way.

Omg yes! Sunday is definitely man goes shopping day! They leave their trolley blocking a section of the aisle while they wander off to another section of the aisle to spend ages looking at god knows what. Then come back with a handful of food and walk all the way back to their trolley that I have pushed even further away from them so that I can look at the damn items on the shelf where they left their trolley blocking them! Just take the damn trolley with you!! Ffs!
Or they go with their wife/ partner gf and get a trolley each so we have the wife/gf/ partner with a trolley and he also has a trolley of his own… and then proceeds to block the aisle with it and wander off to look for food somewhere else!! Jesus wept!

Ps a lot of this thread shows where all the road rage, lack of conversation and general anger that is endemic nowadays in society comes from-the ‘I want it done and I want it done now, what the hell is the matter with those people conversing with the check in lady? ‘

I'm going to sound like a twat but I use it as an opportunity to practise mindfulness. I'll deliberately focus on where I feel frustrated in my body and observe it.

Then when that doesn't work I call everyone twats in my head.

It has probably already been mentioned loads but - people walking slowly and absent mindedly in the airport. Move!!! This really isn't the place to walk around leisurely!

I think the trouble is some people have more on their plate. Yes, we all have the same 24 hours (I hate that trope), but we don’t all have the same list of stuff to get done in that 24 hours. A little consideration that not everyone has the time to waft around goes a long way.

I walk very slowly, due to long covid related mobility issues, and I have IBS, lymphocytic colitis and difficulty getting on and off the loo, so I know I am the perfect nightmare to other people. I do try to make sure people can get past me, if I’m walking, and I am as quick as I can be in the loos, but basically I just don’t go out much.

I am not sure I waste all that much time but I certainly consider it my and everyone's right to do so. I believe maximum speed is just that, not something you have to aim for in all circumstances. I believe toddlers can practice with bank cards. I believe slow change in a queue is fine. I believe this obligation of time efficiency is a scrounge in the world. We don't need to go through life efficiently.

That’s not the same, you can tell a fuckabouter from a nicedayouter from a person not able to march along. I’m sorry if you feel any of the grr-ing on this thread is directed at people like yourself, it’s really not.

SockFluffInTheBath

I was thinking more of the person who said they can walk up get checked in at the airport in a minute etc. They’re all getting on the same plane so for that amount of time there’s no use in being stressed etc, if you know what I mean? But yes I get what you mean!

I'm certainly not as impatient as some here but one thing that does get to me is couples grocery shopping together where they have a conference about every purchase. I can't understand it. If they live together do they not already have a system and preferred brands. It seems unlikely there is a large number of starry eyed new couples moving in together past retirement age in my local area.

It’s not a choice. If you have a busy life, you have to be time efficient. If you let your toddler pay, wasting a part of my very limited free time, I will silently and furiously judge you as a massive, annoyingly entitled faffer. I’m delighted you have time to fanny about. I don’t. Go fanny about somewhere you aren’t holding others up. I work 60 hours a week, have an elderly mother who needs a lot of support and a child to ferry about the place. I don’t find your farting about adorable or mindful, I find it rude and unnecessary.
I would never say this or indicate it to your face.

YANBU. Waited endlessly for ice-creams the other day as people at the front of the queue stood looking at the board and umming and ahhing about which flavour to choose. The board with all the flavours on was clearly visible from
the queue! And if after a full 5 minutes pass and you then dare to inch closer to the counter turn and look at you as if you’re a slug or something.
Do you live in a small, slow place? I do and mostly it’s lovely but the pace of life in glacial and that has a lot to do with I think. I was in a city for the first time in ages recently and loved the swiftness of everyday life!