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EvilC wrote:The sheer volume of enforced "fun" that people try and heap onto the rest of the population at this time of year.
This,
Got our Xmas do & Secret santa today. Just leave us to have a couple of beers & be sociable. Playing silly games etc just gets up 90% of the attendees noses. I'm just having the meal & doing one later.
FreeWheeling wrote:Nose bleeds, never had one in my life, had 3 in the last 36 hours
I get them every year around this time. The weather turns colder, I have to blow my nose more, at some point I will randomly hit the tipping point and will feel a 'pop' inside my nose then have to spend the next 10 minutes stuffing bits of loo roll up my nose to staunch the flow. Usually first thing when I'm getting in the shower, for some reason. Bloody annoying.
I went to the doctor a few years ago to see if they could do anything. I had my nostrils cauterised, but it doesn't seem to have made any difference.
EvilC wrote:The sheer volume of enforced "fun" that people try and heap onto the rest of the population at this time of year.
Our office Christmas parties are usually quite a good laugh. This year the organisers decided it should be fancy dress. I hate fancy dress, but felt compelled to make some kind of effort rather than face the abuse of being a 'killjoy'.
£3 at Primark for an inflatable Santa hat and beard did the trick. I still got stick from the hardcore fancy dress brigade, but most people laughed (except the senior manager who asked who I was supposed to be...), and I was able to discard it for the drunken cycle ride home.
The 'TUI' (was 'Thomson') TV ads... it seems you can't have a good thing without a bad. Sky are finally showing classic Simpsons again (season 2), and the attending ads are this nauseating honky version of the Chaka Khan classic Lanzini song 'Ain't Nobody'. Even when i mute it, the silent performance of the ghastly narcicisstic bint on the ad is enough to re-fetch my dinner.
Going to an Indian restaurant and seeing a section on the menu for English food. Why would anyone go to an INDIAN restaurant and order fish and chips or a mushroom omlette. FFS :shock:
Out of date traffic warnings on the radio. Yesterday I was informed the Rotherhithe Tunnel was closed and I was to avoid the area and find another route, luckily I heard it just as I was driving through it. If I'd heard that before thenI would have had to struggle to either the of the other two options which would no doubt have been gridlocked.........
jevs wrote:Going to an Indian restaurant and seeing a section on the menu for English food. Why would anyone go to an INDIAN restaurant and order fish and chips or a mushroom omlette. FFS :shock:
To be fair chips are great for dipping in the sauce,
fmgod wrote:Why is realism portrayed so often as negativity
Because it's an easy way to shut down a conversation. If you don't like what you hear, say that it's negative. Everyone around the table will nod in agreement.
I am with you. I am often portrayed as negative by colleagues at work, primarily because I am telling them things they don't want to hear, but if pushed (and if they had the minerals) they would agree.
I am a realist and know that the world isn't perfect, but that doesn't mean we should led shoddy or **** work go out the door. It also means that we can't improve as individuals, teams and companies.
I really need to sort myself out in 2018 and get myself on the right career path.
When I can't think of anything to do on a saturday. Grocery shopping's already done, we have plans this evening (woo!), we all slept in (double woo!), baby's asleep (woo! again). But the footy doesn't start for another 4 hours and I genuinely can't think of anything useful to do with the time before kick off.
I fear the dreaded question "why don't we go for a nice walk?" is heading in my direction. Can't think of a decent rebuttal either. What a waste.
Going out of my way spending a lot of money to book comedy club tickets and a hotel in central London last night for the girl I'm seeing for her not to show up, not even sending me a text to cancel or replying to my messages.
The subject of religion and making the kids believe that *****.
Told the small one that I don't believe in God. She told her mum that she doesn't believe in it either (My new hero)
Now getting utterly blasted for just telling the truth to the kids. Obviously much better to have then grow up believing that if they don't behave themselves they'll burn in hell forever. She told the small one that you cant see the wind much in the same way that you can't see God, so he could be real. Utterly ridiculous
WestHamByTheSea wrote:The 'TUI' (was 'Thomson') TV ads... it seems you can't have a good thing without a bad. Sky are finally showing classic Simpsons again (season 2), and the attending ads are this nauseating honky version of the Chaka Khan classic Lanzini song 'Ain't Nobody'. Even when i mute it, the silent performance of the ghastly narcicisstic bint on the ad is enough to re-fetch my dinner.
DasNutNock wrote:When I can't think of anything to do on a saturday. Grocery shopping's already done, we have plans this evening (woo!), we all slept in (double woo!), baby's asleep (woo! again). But the footy doesn't start for another 4 hours and I genuinely can't think of anything useful to do with the time before kick off.
I fear the dreaded question "why don't we go for a nice walk?" is heading in my direction. Can't think of a decent rebuttal either. What a waste.
Run to the garage, start up some power tools, get a brew on and look busy. Job done.
My shed's in a right mess since the kitchen fitters decided to use it for temp storage. Actually if I'd been smart I'd have spent sat arvo tidying it. But I wasnt, so we went for a ****ing boring long walk.
