Living in Arizona instead of California. Wishing I could drive every weekend over there, but gas costs money, so I have to plan ahead.

When I'm watching a pirated cam movie and some tall wanker's head is slightly in the bottom screen.

People angrily swearing in front of my kid in the supermarket. I want to tell them to shut up but they'll probably swear more and possibly scare my kid.

People who wear stupid shit to the gym (which I don't care about in itself) and then complain when they get "WTF" looks or get stared at in a sexual manner.

This is a gym full of straight dudes pumping iron and the testosterone is flowing. If you come in wearing skintight semi-transparent leggings that disappear up your asscrack they're going to look whether you like the attention or not.

It kills me

And dudes aren't exempt from this either, wearing designer hoodies and snapbacks to the gym then wondering why people look at them funny. You're just a poser.

People who think it is appropriate to behave the same way at the cinema or theatre as they do in front of the telly at home. We've got tickets for the opening of 'That Bloody Woman' in Auckland in about two weeks, and I know what's going to happen: some slackwit or other is going to be on his phone, or singing along with the cast, or chatting with someone in his group, and me missus is going to be digging her nails into my forearm to remind me not to create a ruction.

If you really, really need to text or talk or sing...stay the fuck home.

Boru

Blokes with their trousers hanging below their a**es and shirts tucked into their exposed underwear. Seriously - I'm a chef and I see guys working in the kitchen like this. We wear clean uniforms to protect food from contact with regular clothes - and these f*ck-heads see no problem with rubbing their skid-marks and ar*se-sweat on produce.

If I ever see one of those morons with an ar*se on fire, or with some boiling oil spilled right on those thin flannels - I'll die happy... Well - happier.

JW knocking on my door.

Too many commercials in the Indy 500.

Flew home last night and thought of this thread. I fly relatively frequently for work and give a lot of latitude to those that don't endure the experience of the routine often, but there are still some things that crawl beneath my skin.

- When the plane arrives at the gate there are always a few that immediately propel themselves at great haste to advance in the aisle a couple of rows until people stand up. They then attempt to squeeze by without so much as an 'excuse me'. This wasn't a case of people trying to make a connecting flight. Our flight was fifteen minutes early and arrived in Orlando at 11:30 pm. Just a case of self absorbed discourteous cunts.

- I think this applies to 95% of humanity, but I'll never understand the practice of everyone huddling with their shins against the baggage carousel. If everyone would take three modest steps back there would be plenty of room for everyone to see and provide the room to step forward and claim your bag. I saw a 90lb. waif take out the kneecaps of the the three people immediately downstream while trying to extract her 100 lb. suitcase.

(May 29, 2016 at 2:13 pm)Homeless Nutter Wrote: Blokes with their trousers hanging below their a**es and shirts tucked into their exposed underwear. Seriously - I'm a chef and I see guys working in the kitchen like this. We wear clean uniforms to protect food from contact with regular clothes - and these f*ck-heads see no problem with rubbing their skid-marks and ar*se-sweat on produce.  

If I ever see one of those morons with an ar*se on fire, or with some boiling oil spilled right on those thin flannels - I'll die happy... Well - happier.

I thought everyone who wasn't a rapper or a gangbanger had left that trend back in 2008 where it belongs. Apparently not. I hate it on anyone, it just looks stupid when you can't even walk properly because your jeans are around your thighs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CAepItFDXc4

In movies I really dislike when a character accidentally, especially if they are not intelligent and bumbling, helps or even stumbles upon the thing that "saves the day" or otherwise resolves the conflict. Examples:

Jar Jar Binks being clumsy and he somehow destroys enemy troops and tanks.

In Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, those two bad stereotype sounding autobots start fighting and break a hole in a wall where they find what they needed to advance the plot.