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Ugh, people.
I was grocery shopping today, and this this woman was blocking the isle standing next to her trolley. I waited for a moment, then asked if I could get by. She looked at my and said "Why?". The sad part though, was that from the look on her face, she genuinely didn't seem to understand why I might want to get past and continue shopping.
Ugh, people.
Please share any "Ugh, people" moments you've had recently.
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| Originally posted by Sushipunk I was grocery shopping today, and this this woman was blocking the isle standing next to her trolley. I waited for a moment, then asked if I could get by. She looked at my and said "Why?". The sad part though, was that from the look on her face, she genuinely didn't seem to understand why I might want to get past and continue shopping. Ugh, people. Please share any "Ugh, people" moments you've had recently. |
and people that say "excuse you"
seriously?
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| Originally posted by Spam My mom told me about her trip shopping today in Australia. She needed some food, and while trying to decide what she wanted, some asshole came up to her and rudely asked her to get the fuck out of his way. Ugh, people. |
every time I leave the house.
more specifically, last Tuesday night there were 3 German girls staying with me who were couchsurfing their way through California. I took them out to eat and to a bar afterward where we met up with a few of my friends. almost immediately some middle-aged creeper began chatting them up while the rest of us conversed in the back, no big deal. we finished our drinks and the German girls, feeling a bit uncomfortable around this guy, asked if we could find another place to drink. dude follows us to the second bar and for the next hour proceeds to throw everything he's got at them, introducing them to other dudes who looked just as old and alone as he did and trying to pry his way into our table in the corner.
finally as we were leaving they said a brief good-bye to him, truly a favor considering most girls in this area wouldn't even acknowledge somebody like that, and the dude responds by frustratedly shouting "bye German bitches!" as though he couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that these foreign chicks wouldn't go home with him. my friend responds in kind by marching up to him at the bar and shouting "Fuck you" in his face, and then we continue on our merry way home. as we're laughing and walking up the street we realize he has been following us for some time listening to us talking shit about him. I guess he must've grown tired of hearing us laugh about the very idea of his existence because the next time we turned around he was gone.
On my friend's 18th birthday I tried to get a hobo lady to sleep with him.
She wanted a burger from burger king or the equivalent in cash.
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| Originally posted by Alex On my friend's 18th birthday I tried to get a hobo lady to sleep with him. She wanted a burger from burger king or the equivalent in cash. |
I'm not entirely sure she had teeth to chew the burger. 
On the topic of grocery shopping; Don't take your entire cart full of shit to the self-checkout. You fuck it up. Trust me the cashier that does that shit 8 hours a day can do it faster than you. I'm standing there with a frozen pizza and you're fumbling through the produce numbers and weighing shit like some kind of palsy. Go wait in the other line. The fuck are you thinking.
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| Originally posted by meriter On the topic of grocery shopping; Don't take your entire cart full of shit to the self-checkout. You fuck it up. Trust me the cashier that does that shit 8 hours a day can do it faster than you. I'm standing there with a frozen pizza and you're fumbling through the produce numbers and weighing shit like some kind of palsy. Go wait in the other line. The fuck are you thinking. |
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| Originally posted by Ian This. Often as well you get some woman doing it with her kids who then proceed to make a game out of scanning the items. Only issues are that they don't bag them quick enough to please the computer scales so then it repeatedly calls for the attendant to override the system each time. Also, and this is relevant to the others, I try to go early. Like it's 7am on a saturday and the stores open at 8. I'll be there shortly thereafter and then over to the market for most of my produce that I eat. It's so much nicer to go early & avoid the inevitable fuckup that is mankind. Finally, ugh goes to salespeople who are even more desperate than ever to follow us around and shove their 'deals' down our sphincters, along with those campaigning with the "have you had an accident recently that wasn't your fault" ambulance chasers. Generally they're gotten rid of with 'Yes, but I had some spare boxers with me so it wasn't that bad' or the energy scumbags who pounce on you and you just tell them that you rely solely on wind power, which is why you've just bought 3 bags of lentils, some split peas and a dozen eggs. |
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| Originally posted by Ian avoid the inevitable fuckup that is mankind. |
Never. I do it myself. My brothers mother in law has a guy in who does theirs and he charges stupid amounts. He was most put off when he lost a weeks pay because I said I'd do it for them.
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| Originally posted by Ian Never. I do it myself. My brothers mother in law has a guy in who does theirs and he charges stupid amounts. He was most put off when he lost a weeks pay because I said I'd do it for them. |
Maybe that works down your posh mississauga roads
There's one street where everything looks expensive, I forget the actual name of it. With our rainfall here, the only chemicals that get onthe lawn are via my dogs urine 
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| Originally posted by Ian Maybe that works down your posh mississauga roads There's one street where everything looks expensive, I forget the actual name of it. With our rainfall here, the only chemicals that get onthe lawn are via my dogs urine |
Every single day at work i have to deal with some fat bitch who THINKS she will fit into a size M , you can obviously tell they are L or XL, but they always go for the fucking M, not only that but they try on half the fuckng store, for nothing...
I also hate stupid bitches who wear shitloads of makeup and try on WHITE garments, they are not careful at all when they try it on and of course there's makeup stains all over the garment after they are done wasting my time.
UGH, dumb whores.
I can imagine, they're probably the people who served me in Tim Hortons & Safeway. Some of them aren't the brightest. Also, when we were having the 10 minute oil change there was this woman who was pretty thick. She probably bought double from you!
It sucks when you get up, go out, feeling great, then go to the shop or walk outside the train station, down the street whatever, and BITCHES BITCHES EVERYWHERE trying to talk you into their charities or samples. I'm just like nope. Can't even look at them, and you try to walk around them they try to block your path.
Then you keep going and have to remind yourself you're usually pretty friendly, and you're not a horrible person.

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| Originally posted by Amduscias I also hate stupid bitches who wear shitloads of makeup |
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| Originally posted by FuzzQi It sucks when you get up, go out, feeling great, then go to the shop or walk outside the train station, down the street whatever, and BITCHES BITCHES EVERYWHERE trying to talk you into their charities or samples. I'm just like nope. Can't even look at them, and you try to walk around them they try to block your path. Then you keep going and have to remind yourself you're usually pretty friendly, and you're not a horrible person. |
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| Originally posted by FuzzQi It sucks when you get up, go out, feeling great, then go to the shop or walk outside the train station, down the street whatever, and BITCHES BITCHES EVERYWHERE trying to talk you into their charities or samples. I'm just like nope. Can't even look at them, and you try to walk around them they try to block your path. Then you keep going and have to remind yourself you're usually pretty friendly, and you're not a horrible person. |


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| Originally posted by phyrrus more specifically, last Tuesday night there were 3 German girls staying with me who were couchsurfing their way through California. I took them out to eat and to a bar afterward where we met up with a few of my friends. almost immediately some middle-aged creeper began chatting them up while the rest of us conversed in the back, no big deal. we finished our drinks and the German girls, feeling a bit uncomfortable around this guy, asked if we could find another place to drink. dude follows us to the second bar and for the next hour proceeds to throw everything he's got at them, introducing them to other dudes who looked just as old and alone as he did and trying to pry his way into our table in the corner. |
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| Originally posted by Ian If they try to block your path, tell them that your name is justice and they're obstructing it. |
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| Originally posted by Sushipunk Fuuuuuuu. That shit is rife in Brisbane. Everywhere now ![]() I do the same, just say "No, not today, thanks" and keep going. I've said a few times that "Sorry, I don't do spam" and get a lol or two from them. Being in Bris, have you had the guys come knocking on your door yet, for the electric/gas retailers? AGL etc? Total pricks. Had one guy that spoke to my fiance while I was out, and he wouldn't leave when she said "No, not interested". He told her she couldn't make any decision "Without your husband at home, because you don't pay the bills" ![]() Edit: Ugh, people. |
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