Shit that annoys you

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Originally Posted by Tippster

IME it's even worse if you've known them for decades as Beth and they insisted on changing to Elizabeth when they started using dating websites.

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I noticed it mostly when they

1) Left for college
2) Graduated college
3) Earned their first advanced degree; or most commonly
4) When their new wife doesn't want them called by the name that the entire world knew them by for the 25 years before meeting her.

Sorry Billy. You're always going to be Billy to me no matter how badly your wife wants to try and shed that good-time-beer-drinking persona that went with your name for years. I have no fucking clue who William is.

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Originally Posted by The AD

Equally bad are adults who still go by names like Danny or Joey.

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I have a friend whose given name is "Danny"

Meh.... a name is a name.

Obsessed Breaders who insist on posting pics of their kids five times a day on various media sites. Then bring their infants to the bar and are put off that you don't fawn over their little shitstain or even acknowledge them.

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Originally Posted by The AD

Equally bad are adults who still go by names like Danny or Joey.

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And don't call me Bobby.

Home owners association rules against clothes lines annoy the shit out of me.

It is a god damned Constitutional inalienable fucking right for me to hang my undies out to dry.

I told my mother in law to get a shotgun and some salt loads to run off the whiney neighbors.

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Originally Posted by shredgnar

Obsessed Breaders...

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Why do you hate bakeries? ;-)

The lack of a designated "EMERGENCY HACK ROOM" at the gym.

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Originally Posted by flowing alpy

flw should be in the motor home design bidness.

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I've been looking for a Winnie with a waterfall...oh, excuse me, I meant a Winnebago.

Selling shit on craigslist. It's getting to the point where I'd rather burn it and walk away than deal with the lowball offers, incoherent Chinglish emails and flaky buyers. I don't know if my expectations are too high, or if it's just my city, or if that's the way it is

People who whine about flying, it's like you're fucking flying through the air stfu~~funny louis ck bit but true

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Originally Posted by wicked_sick

Selling shit on craigslist. It's getting to the point where I'd rather burn it and walk away than deal with the lowball offers, incoherent Chinglish emails and flaky buyers. I don't know if my expectations are too high, or if it's just my city, or if that's the way it is

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I think the shorthand of that could be, "the public".

Why the fuck does it always seem like the Grey Poupon in the squeeze bottle lasts for one sandwich?

First world thread?

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Originally Posted by wicked_sick

Selling shit on craigslist. It's getting to the point where I'd rather burn it and walk away than deal with the lowball offers, incoherent Chinglish emails and flaky buyers. I don't know if my expectations are too high, or if it's just my city, or if that's the way it is

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should run along
eBay, eBay buyers, eBay fees, eBay's crappy policies.

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Originally Posted by Hugh Conway

should run along
eBay, eBay buyers, eBay fees, eBay's crappy policies.

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Ebay is a fucking dream compared to C-list.

Selling on C-list makes me suicidal most cases

Fucking kid at IME today....

I see they have a few pair of Silvretta Pure bindings in consignment, so I ask maybe they have some crampons for them. I'm told to ask a different employee since he's the "ski guy" and knows what's up. I ask and he just says "Dude, that's what eBay is for."

Yeah no shit fucker. I've looked on eBay. I know they are old and hard to find, but your entire store is chock full of other peoples' old crap. I'm assuming you are better than eBay because you are a brick and mortar shop with living breathing human employees. I expect a bit more than a shit comment and zero help. Not much more, but SOMETHING more.

God damned whipper snappers.

My 8 year old son learned to whistle a few days ago. He hasn't stopped.

People that text you, you reply and they don't respond. Then they text you the next day apologizing and ask you to call them. So you call them, they don't answer and their voicemail box is full.

If you want my help, contact me correctly, be available when I am and quit being a flake.

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Originally Posted by BmillsSkier

Equally as bad are 50 year-olds masquerading as 14 year-olds on a skiing website.

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is guroo still around? or did he die from expelling all his bodily fluids looking at kids on his smartphone?

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Originally Posted by BigDaddy

People who insist on being called by their full given names. ie- Christopher, William, Jonathan...

What are you... British royalty?

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worse and they're almost all lawyers is first initial, full middle name and surname. i've never met so many presumptuous people from third tier law schools.

submitting bids to gov web sites.... fucking christ, no wonder we waste so much fucking tax $$$

me: your web site locks up
them: yes, I see that, you still need to submit the bid on the site
me: YOUR WEB SITE LOCKS UP!!! HOW DO I DO THAT?
them: ok, we have that logged but you still need to submit the bid on the web site
me: YOUR WEB SITE LOCKS UP AND WILL NOT ACCEPT THE BID
them: we know, but you still need to submit the bid on the web site

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People who make a left turn in front of you - making you slam on the breaks . . . and there is noone behind you for miles, or anyone coming down the left lane!?!?!?!?

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Originally Posted by GimpToo

People who make a left turn in front of you - making you slam on the breaks . . . and there is noone behind you for miles, or anyone coming down the left lane!?!?!?!?

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Or people that pull out in front of you going the same way when there's no other car coming, and then poke along below the limit. Why?

Because driving quickly is bad and you must be punished.

when you don't have home internet and the iPhone app doesn't work very well...

Setting up an umbrella and mosquito net over a table, sitting inside to enjoy dinner, and discovering that you set it all up on a fire ant mound.

Mother FUCKER!