Now that you guys know what I do that would annoy some of you, here are things that annoy me.
I hate it when people arrive at the movie theather late, and walk into the auditorium just before the film starts, and because there's an empty seat next to me, they'd like for me to move over, so they can sit next to their companion. "Arsehole, if I wanted to sit in that seat, I would have. After all I was here early enough to pick, and chose my seat."
I hate it when someone is in line at the store, and they know they're going to write a check, so instead of starting the writing process, they wait until all of the items are rang up, before whipping out the pin. "Dayumit, you've only been standing in line for 5 minutes with that dayum book in your hand, the only thing you should be filling out now is the amount you're paying."
I hate it when someone gets in the express lane with 50 items. Hey dummy, the sign says "EXPRESS LINE, 15 ITEMS OR LESS!"
I hate it when someone gets to the register with too much stuff, knowing dayum well they didn't have the money to pay for it all. Now the already slow cashier has to wait for you to decide which items you don't want to keep, and then they find it on the computer to remove it. "Hey stupid, didn't you look at the price before you threw it in your cart? You knew you couldn't buy all of that stuff."
I hate when I'm in line at the store, some broad will ask me could they go in front of me, because they only have 1 item, and there cute, with a big butt, and a smile. "Sorry sweetie, that schit doesn't work with me, I already have somebody. Save that wiggle, smile, and soft voice for the next chump. BTW, if you'd taken the time to eat a breathmint before asking, your chances would've been better."
I hate it when someone is sitting in the middle of the street holding a conversation with somebody holding up traffic, when they could simply pull over, and talk. Then have the nerve to get mad, when you honk the horn at them. "Dayum muthaphugga, there's 3 parking spaces, move your dumb arse over!"
When I was single, I hated women that claimed to treat themselves, because they were independant, which is cool. However, don't treat yourself to Chico's Chicken Shack on the regular, and expect me to bring you to Chez NICE. "It ain't happening sweetie. You better eat these ribs, and be happy."
I hated women that would treat themselves to the matinee, but when I made the same suggestion, I'm cheap. "Phugg you beyotch. Take yourself to the movies."
NICE
I hate it when people arrive at the movie theather late, and walk into the auditorium just before the film starts, and because there's an empty seat next to me, they'd like for me to move over, so they can sit next to their companion. "Arsehole, if I wanted to sit in that seat, I would have. After all I was here early enough to pick, and chose my seat."
I hate it when someone is in line at the store, and they know they're going to write a check, so instead of starting the writing process, they wait until all of the items are rang up, before whipping out the pin. "Dayumit, you've only been standing in line for 5 minutes with that dayum book in your hand, the only thing you should be filling out now is the amount you're paying."
I hate it when someone gets in the express lane with 50 items. Hey dummy, the sign says "EXPRESS LINE, 15 ITEMS OR LESS!"
I hate it when someone gets to the register with too much stuff, knowing dayum well they didn't have the money to pay for it all. Now the already slow cashier has to wait for you to decide which items you don't want to keep, and then they find it on the computer to remove it. "Hey stupid, didn't you look at the price before you threw it in your cart? You knew you couldn't buy all of that stuff."
I hate when I'm in line at the store, some broad will ask me could they go in front of me, because they only have 1 item, and there cute, with a big butt, and a smile. "Sorry sweetie, that schit doesn't work with me, I already have somebody. Save that wiggle, smile, and soft voice for the next chump. BTW, if you'd taken the time to eat a breathmint before asking, your chances would've been better."
I hate it when someone is sitting in the middle of the street holding a conversation with somebody holding up traffic, when they could simply pull over, and talk. Then have the nerve to get mad, when you honk the horn at them. "Dayum muthaphugga, there's 3 parking spaces, move your dumb arse over!"
When I was single, I hated women that claimed to treat themselves, because they were independant, which is cool. However, don't treat yourself to Chico's Chicken Shack on the regular, and expect me to bring you to Chez NICE. "It ain't happening sweetie. You better eat these ribs, and be happy."
I hated women that would treat themselves to the matinee, but when I made the same suggestion, I'm cheap. "Phugg you beyotch. Take yourself to the movies."
NICE
Etc. :tup:
