Prue
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Post by Prue on Mar 1, 2014 10:34:07 GMT
There are many, but I'll start with the most recent. Bloody ChemistsOver the last few years I've noticed chemists - or rather the young girls (usually) who work on the counter in chemist's shops - seem to have turned into CIA or MI5 operatives. You go into a chemist and ask for a packet of - whatever over-the-counter meds you need - painkillers, cold and flu tabs, antihistamines, diarrhoea pills, indigestion pills, and instead of being politely handed your requested medicine, you're subjected to the bloody Spanish Inquisition (Black Ops: CIA and MI5 agents disguise themselves as members of the Spanish Inquisition - it's called a limited hangout  ) You: Hello, can I have some [insert name of required over-the-counter-medicine] please? Chemist girl/CIA agent: Are these for yourself? You: Yes. Chemist girl/CIA agent: Have you had them before? You: Yeeess. Chemist girl/CIA agent: Are you taking any other medications? You: Yes, but I just need these at the moment. Chemist girl/CIA agent: What other medications are you taking? You: Mind your own fuc..er My doctor is aware of what medications I take. Please sell me the [insert name of required over-the-counter-medicine]. I've become so sick of this bloody officiousness on the part of Chemist girls that I get prescriptions from the doc for everything I possibly can, even if it's cheaper without a script, just to save having to go through the Spanish bloody Inquisition every time I want to buy something. So imagine my outrage the other day when I presented a doc's script for something and still got put through the bloody Spanish Inquisition.  In future I'll always answer the question: "Are you taking any other medications": "No". Girly (or boy-y) if you wish to prescribe medicines, please go back to Uni for another four years and become a qualified doctor. In the meantime, just bloody sell me what I ask for and mind your own damn business. |
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Post by scorp on Mar 1, 2014 11:23:26 GMT
Ooh! You're lovely when you're angry...
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Prue
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Post by Prue on Mar 1, 2014 11:47:18 GMT
Heh. And your distinguished ancestor Beau Scorpion de Rooftrouser is a vision of manly perfection. Do tell us what pisses you off, Scorpie  |
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Post by scorp on Mar 1, 2014 12:55:17 GMT
Hmmm - most popular music since 1955, gravity (it infests my kitchen, where things are always ending up on the floor), creationists,
UKIP, soccer...
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Post by ARENA on Mar 2, 2014 11:42:23 GMT
Things I'd put in Room 101:
Lateness! I am never late. Unless I arrive with Mrs A, then I'm always late and it pisses me off, no end!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2014 9:45:40 GMT
One of the things that pisses me off is a bit part actor or sportsman who suddenly has words of wisdom on any and every subject.
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Post by scorp on Mar 3, 2014 11:24:27 GMT
I hate people who say 'kiLOMiter' when they mean 'KIlometre'... well, no, I don't actually hate them - but it's a silly affectation.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2014 11:45:37 GMT
Having to explain on the telephone who you are, where you are and everything else to a brainless girl on some reception desk, several times because she has forgotten in the time it took to try to connect you.
And, some nosey bloody receptionist at the doctors. ' Can I ask what it is about?'
No you bloody well can't, but I have been sorely tempted to either go into minute detail about some dire fictitious ailment, or tell them I can't shit, or I think I am pregnant on a couple of occasions.
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Post by goldelox on Mar 3, 2014 12:08:51 GMT
A Room 101
All weathergirls etc. Who say things like. 'I'll be back with the weather, for you"
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Post by ARENA on Mar 3, 2014 19:34:43 GMT
My 101?
I would execute any official who responded to his blunders by saying ,'Lessons will be learned'.
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Post by scorp on Mar 3, 2014 21:39:33 GMT
I haven't run into that quirk of the doctor's receptionist - but if I do I shall tell her it's a touch of the tantivvies or moko on the gogoko and let her pick the bones out of that.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2014 8:55:15 GMT
Scorp
You have reminded me of when I was at my vets a few years ago.
There was a family from hell and one charming little child thought it was amusing to keep goading my dog. A very gentle creature as it happened. In the end I said to the dad 'best keep him away, the dog has got viral spontaneous cumilosis' (He was actually there for a top up jab) With that he said 'Clive, cum ere!' and yanked he child away.
When I saw the vet, a great vet and a good friend I asked him how it went with the family, who were in front of me.
He said. 'All was going very well with the two boys fighting on the floor, until one stood on the other ones hand, then it got a bit fractious!'
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2014 15:43:25 GMT
The latest thing to piss me orf, and it does not take much.
Refuse collection:
We have a black bin for household waste and a green bin for garden waste. We also have a green bag for paper, another green bag for cardboard, a white bag for plastic bottles, a box for bottles glass and tins, a bin for food waste and a smaller food waste bin to leave stinking in the kitchen.
And a fleet of lorries come round to collect these, Black bin with plastic bottles one week, green bin with all the rest (I wont bore you with the list again) and food waste every week.
And the council tell us we are saving zillions on landfill tax, not that this is reflected in our council tax bills. They don't say what they are spending on deisel and manpower of course.
And the latest? We are now going to be charged about £36 a year for the green bin! My reaction to that is I think, well, I can afford it, but I compost most of it, and the council can take a running jump. We are beng charged to be green, even pale green!
Oh, and they won't be collecting their surplus green bins, those are a free gift to us householders. I think I might find a use for mine, or else I could make a point and saw it up and put it in the black bin.
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Post by scorp on Mar 4, 2014 20:29:17 GMT
We have a black wheelie-bin, for general rubbish, a blue wheelie-bin for recyclable paper, card, plastic and bottles, and a caddy for food waste, collected by the guys that clear the blue bins. So that'#s two vehicles a week, which seems reasonable. You can have green bin for garden stuff, which is chargeable; I've no idea what the cost is.
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Post by cobden28 on Mar 7, 2014 21:06:35 GMT
My husband's surname is English but unusual, and it really does annoy me that even after forty years of marriage people do not seem to be able to spell it correctly; if you're not sure then for heavens' sake please ask!
Also it's more than slightly annoying when people send mail addressed to me but with my husband's initial instead of my own, ie as Mrs Mike when my own name is not Mike! It's bad enough when mail addressed to us as a couple is sent to Mr & Mrs Mike, but mail for me which is addressed as Mrs M, I find more than slightly offensive.
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