Things you hate.

[divorcinganabsolutewanker]

We've had 2 birthdays in work today and I didn't join in with the singing of happy birthday. I hate it. Have a great day and all that but I don't feel the need to go and join in.

I also hate Christmas, it's a waste of money. Love the time with family but the rest of it can fuck off.

I also hate going for a wee and stopping for diesel.

What do you hate?

Lateness.

People who eat while they’re walking down the road.
People who walk out of shops then stand in the doorway discussing where to go next so nobody else can get out or in.
Women who call everyone “love” or “lovely”.
People who refuse to queue and just march up to the front when they can see everyone else was there before them and is waiting their turn.
The supermarket delivery person standing right on your doorstep, twiddling their fingers, looking very impatient - go and stand by your van, check your email, text your partner and I’ll hand you the baskets when I’m done!

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for me its:

washing my hair and drying it

forced fun

being out after 1030pm

I hate entitled people, first and foremost. You know the sort and seems to be more and more of them as time goes by.

I hate my next door neighbours, their screaming child, their noise that has completely ruined my own home and the fact they seem to have an issue with rubbish, ie, they can't tidy it up. Rotting food, shit, everything rotting in shared area.

I hate Reform and all they stand for.

Yes! In the shower is fine. The bit before and the bit after is horrendous. I don’t do it every day, for that very reason!

I also agree with @Oneearringlost, teeth cleaning gives me the boak. I do that twice a day but really wish I didn’t have to.

Emptying the dishwasher. I have declared myself the filler of things and I’m happy to do that, but if someone hasn’t emptied the dishwasher I refuse to fill it.

Getting my daughter’s wheelchair in and out of the car. I see parents with kids just getting in and out of cars, I’m hugely envious of that. I can deal with all the other bits that go with parenting a disabled child but I HATE having to faff about with the chair in the boot.

Putting away washing. Happy to sort it, wash it, dry it, but can someone else do the putting away.

The beginning of the day. All the stuff you have to do to get started, getting out of bed, getting dressed, coffee, breakfast, tidying up. I watch things like Downton Abbey and someone comes in, opens the curtains, brings you breakfast, dresses you, does your hair. I want that!

You didnt sing happy birthday 😄

Did you just sit there with a straight face?

Getting out of the swimming pool in winter. Not only do you feel all heavy, it's freezing.

Cleaning the kitchen. It's neverending.

Undercooked, squeaky aubergine.

Auld Lang Syne. It ruins New Year's Eve for me.

Horse racing. I just don't see the point of it.

Brushing teeth I don’t mind too much but interdental brushing and flossing- urgh- such a fucking bore and so awkward. I’ve got four different size brushes for the different size gaps which means I have to actually think about what I’m doing and I don’t want to- I just want to get into bed. 😡

New Year's Eve. It ruins Auld Lang Syne for me.

Well stop doing it then!

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Food shopping - I avoid it at all costs and get it delivered but every now and again I have to go in one. The people milling around, hogging the lanes, taking 10 minutes to deliberate over the apples whilst a queue forms makes me want to scream!

Work - Hate it and am counting the 10 years down until I retire. Sick if the NHS bullshit that will never change and sick of the demands that never get any better.

The Government - Any political party really, hate the same bullshit empty promises that things will change when they rarely do.

Christmas - Whilst I don't hate it, I hate having to work it - see above!

Noise, stress, crowds, traffic, housing estates. I especially hate noisy cars. I mean those f-ing idiots who modify their exhaust so it screeches and bangs.

Above all I just wish there weren't so many people. In 1960 there were three billion of us, today there are eight billion and we're heading for ten billion. My local woods have been hacked down to make room for two new housing estates, and now we've been told the fields in the middle of the village are going to be built on as well. The countryside is being destroyed around me.

You sound like me but I reigned my list in a bit!

The OP is probably too Busy and Important to sing Happy Birthday.

(I mean, I'm not unsympathetic, as it's the most godawful dirge and unpleasantly reminiscent of 'God Save the Queen/King'), but I'm also not that keen on workplace grumps who sit looking sourly superior while everyone else sings said dirge.)

I used to have lists that long until I got HRT. Marvellous how that little patch stops me living in a ball of rage.

Slow stupid people. Don’t get to the front of the queue with a complex query and hold up the queue. Had this at the post office and JL this week.

Hate outdoorsy goody goody people whose idea of fun is doing a hike or something similar

I'll sing Happy Birthday if it means I get a slice of Birthday cake. 🎂😜

I know they are for my own good, but.......
Mammograms and dental hygienist.

Black ones are as bad

Yep, New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day. And January. Also snobs. Thinking of meals day after day, sorting and putting laundry away. Going to the supermarket, especially right now. Actually, all forms of housework because it is never done, takes ages and is undone very quickly. Show offs (on and off social media). Synthetic scented anything (those awful candles in glass jars for example), pineapple.

I hate cutting my nails.
Washing my hair.
Dusting.
Hanging up laundry.
Pedestrians that won't give way to me and move to my right when I'm walking towards my front door on the left.
Margarine.
People trying to teach me how to play chess.
Not being able to sleep properly at night but falling asleep in the middle of social gatherings. (At someone's house, not a restaurant. I'm not that bad!)

Oh, yes! Feeling all tired and sleepy on the couch. Get upstairs and into bed. Wide awake. For ages. I've had that a lot lately.

Washing yoghurt pots etc out so they can go in the recycling

and today, my stupid bra straps which keep sliding off my shoulders. I need to unrobe and tighten them but I have about four layers on and just can’t bear to: