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You basically are a ice hockey player, and you're sexy so come on over to help me with my "bug" problem! ;) ;) ;) |
Roger that, I like the cut of your jib.
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Damn, PoorOldPo's got some badass ancestors. |
You should see my ceremonial codpiece! ;)
Also, am I out of the running, Jess or what? :shycouch: |
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People who I don't know that try to start a conversation with mentioning the weather. There's one Red Lorry Yellow Lorry lyric I will live forever with, although I'm sure it's a bit of a misinterpretation- "I'm so sick to the skin, you wanna talk about the weather!" Yes, that's the song that plays through my mind when I meet someone who does.
Here's something for this time of year and the thoughts that run through my mind before I play polite... "Cold, isn't it?" NO!!!!! Let's go to Surf City, alright? I'm dancing with Mr. D right here in the 7'th Level of Hell! I'm jamming with Jimmy Buffett in Margarita-ville! Like Madonna, I'm burning up!!! Like Springsteen, I'm on fire!!! As Billy Idol said, it's Hot in the City Tonight!!! YEAH, IT'S COLD!!! STFU!!!!!!!!! By the way, I'm seriously protected with a couple of snazzy layers of clothing including a kick ass heavy duty sweater I got for only a couple of dollars at a thrift shop, a nice hat, and Thinsulate gloves plus drink plenty of Orange Juice, so I'm feeling very swell, thank you very much! I'm possibly more protected than most of the idiots who ask such dumb questions! |
^^ Your post reminded me of a D H Lawrence poem:
I like people quite well at a little distance. I like to see them passing and passing and going their own way, especially if I see their aloneness alive in them. Yet I don't want them to come near. If they will only leave me alone I can still have the illusion that there is room enough in the world. |
I find it kind of amusing when someones asks me "Cold/Hot enough for ya?". I'll usually spout off some 'relative to the sun' nonsense. Not too often someone will come back with something other than a blank look and drool. The ones that do are the ones I have instant respect for. My litmus test.
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You know what grinds my gears? Drivers who slow the fuck down when there's only a couple of inches of snow on the road. And by slow, I mean instead of doing the normal 60km or something, they'll slow to 20km as if we are in a parking lot. PEOPLE! IT SNOWS EVERY FUCKING YEAR, YOU SHOULD BE ABLE TO DRIVE IN THE DAMN STUFF. Put the car in a lower gear if you can and GET SOME SNOW TIRES.
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Possibly the best YT vid of '13. |
:laughing: That's brilliant.
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When I get to know someone, that type of small talk is alright, especially if that person has some connection to my life (work, friends, family), and maybe I might think about posing some kind of serious conversation about it if I have the time, but when I don't know the person it seriously nags me in a "please, seriously go away" kind of way - it's even worse when I see someone who's seriously well to do talking to someone who has to work in the weather as it looks like mocking to me. A simple "Hi!" or a wave is good enough or at least a small but still non-connecting "How is it going?" will do fine. I understand that sometimes it's in good empathetic humor, and I usually pick up that tone, which is the reason for my being polite, but it does turn into a tiring cliche. |
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Yeah I agree. The single simplest ice breaker is "hot/cold/rainy (esp in Ireland!) isn't it?" along with "bus due?" or "waiting long?" They're all just little off-the-cuff, noncommittal phrases we use, either to start a conversation or just to not look cold and aloof. Two people standing at a bus stop, certainly in this country, you'll usually get something like "****ing CIE!" (our bus company) or "Bloody buses" or "Three have gone that way, not one this" or maybe, you know, "Waiting long?" Occasionally a bus number will be floated --- "43 been yet?" I have no problem with any of that.
Similarly, walking past someone and they say/I say "not bad weather" or "bloody rain" or "colder today" does not bother me in the least. I don't get why it does upset anyone. It's better than saying something personal if they don't know you. The weather is about as catchall and impersonal as you can get, and can often lead to longer, more detailed and maybe meaningful conversations. |
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It's a non sexual site where you can join into different hobbies and also supportive groups for mental heath issues. |
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I think I heard LoathsomePete talking about it so I thought I would check it out but never got really invested into it. |
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If I got into one of those groups it would be most likely related to gaming or pen and paper rpgs/board games type of groups. |
What grinds my gears is when I come home from a friend's house to find the bbq and party from the night before (other hostel people) to find my plant filled with cigarettes. I'm super pissed off so I've left a note that hopefully gets shared around that the potted plant is not an ashtray.
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I found out what really grinds my gears yesterday...........A poorly adjusted clutch pedal.
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My manager...I like her. She's generally friendly. But, goddamn, can she go a whole day without sticking a passive aggressive or slightly condescending post-it note on my desk?! She does this to everyone on my team, but it is irksome. She has a way of pointing out things I am aware of, she knows I'm aware of, and presenting them like revelations to consider. And always puts a goddamn smiley face on it.
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I'm about to have to leave passive aggressive notes of my own at work, since that seems to be the only thing that works. Another thing that grinds my gears, actually: I am on a team of tenured reps at my job, and we work four ten hour shifts a week with an hour lunch. It is the primo shift. As such, Wednesdays and Thursdays, our desks are open. They have people from the crap teams who don't have their own personal desks and trainees sit there while we're gone, and they are the most uncivilized and inconsiderate people in the world.
I constantly come in on Friday to a desk covered in trash, my papers with essential transfer numbers for other departments/verbiage/etc. either ripped up with chewed gum inside, or missing, cords all over my desk instead of tucked away...this week, I found a ball of human hair, and someone had thumbtacked an open bag of fruit snacks over my dead air call verbiage. There was also a container of partially eaten Chinese food in the floor under my desk. I shouldn't have to leave a note asking for these things not to happen, but I very well may. And if anyone is an ashole, it isn't too difficult to find out who was sitting where on a particular day, and it's not that difficult to go to HR, either. |
Men who don't know when to stop after telling them you have a different sexual orientation and try to convince you otherwise. I'm usually polite and easy with everything else, even name-calling, but in that circumstance I tell them to piss off.
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I just tell them they are essentially hitting in a dude, and they get so confused and uncomfortable, they stop.
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I just tell them they're basically hitting on a Dude, and must be gay. They're so uncomfortable, they stop.
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Today I had a customer who tried to get my attention by saying "hey, sweetie! hey darlin', hey honey!"
He was promptly ignored, then coldly disrespected. You say "excuse me, miss", you assclown. |
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He was dressed very nicely - I assume he was staying in the hotel next door for whatever reason. But even if he was from the south, it's not like they're stuck in the 19th century where it's ok to do that. |
That doesn't sound all that disrespectful at all. A lot of the time when Im in a clothing store, a woman who works there will say "Honey, do you need a hand with anything?"
I kinda like it. |
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