Boris
Level: Mateo Corbo
(13 Apps, 8 Yellows, 1 Red)
- Season Ticket
- Yes
- Stand
- Jim Smith (East)
- Year of First Game
- 1969
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I have met two people who say they are non-binary, and both made a huge deal of it. What is actually the problem with them is narcissism.View attachment 33278Non binary people. AKA: awkward twats
The South African man who occasionally comes in my local and thinks it’s entirely appropriate to have a half hour face time conversation on loud speaker with his other half, with his phone on the other side of the table so it looks like they are face to face. No earbuds / headphone cables with microphone. Doesn't even to move to an empty corner or the lounge bar. Just 30 minute of him bragging about business deals he’s apparently pulled off.People who have no concept of an "indoor voice" and are obnoxiously loud
It's an unfathomable level of selfishness.The South African man who occasionally comes in my local and thinks it’s entirely appropriate to have a half hour face time conversation on loud speaker with his other half, with his phone on the other side of the table so it looks like they are face to face. No earbuds / headphone cables with microphone. Doesn't even to move to an empty corner or the lounge bar. Just 30 minute of him bragging about business deals he’s apparently pulled off.
Cretins who tailgate you on country roads as you desperately try and avoid the potholes.Cretins who drive at 35mph on country roads and still manage to brake on every bend.
I can hear this postThe South African man who occasionally comes in my local and thinks it’s entirely appropriate to have a half hour face time conversation on loud speaker with his other half, with his phone on the other side of the table so it looks like they are face to face. No earbuds / headphone cables with microphone. Doesn't even to move to an empty corner or the lounge bar. Just 30 minute of him bragging about business deals he’s apparently pulled off.
People who don't find farts funny.
The runners fart is particularly funny. Every step a little release, ending up sounding like a 50cc scooter...People who don't find farts funny.
The runners fart is particularly funny. Every step a little release, ending up sounding like a 50cc scooter...
Pap - Pap - Pap - Pap - Pap...
I remember running the Thame 10K one time, and passing a lady who obviously didn't heed the 'Never trust a fart' message that runners tend to live by, poor lady. Although fair play to her for not quitting, but finishing the run despite it running down her legs.Its when it goes plop you have to worry.
ditto that in pubs , and 'licensed eateries' ( that claim, wrongly, to be pubs) - please keep your offspring under control , or on leads - short ones!It's an unfathomable level of selfishness.
It's similar to people who call people on trains and public transport and have loud conversations, it's absolute obnoxiousness.
Another adjacent thing that does my nut in is when parents let kids run riot in coffee shops, its not a creche.
So many don't want to take any responsibility for their actions these days.
I think I'd quite like living in Japan, there's a lot about their culture I really admire.
I remember running the Thame 10K one time, and passing a lady who obviously didn't heed the 'Never trust a fart' message that runners tend to live by, poor lady. Although fair play to her for not quitting, but finishing the run despite it running down her legs.
I remember running the Thame 10K one time, and passing a lady who obviously didn't heed the 'Never trust a fart' message that runners tend to live by, poor lady. Although fair play to her for not quitting, but finishing the run despite it running down her legs.
People who don't find it funny when I say "I'll name that tune in one" when they fart.People who don't find farts funny.
People who stand around in supermarket aisles chatting whilst blocking the way for others.
People who refer to bin men as a "dustbin operatives".People who stand around in supermarket aisles chatting whilst blocking the way for others.
Courier/delivery drivers who think they can park anywhere - often illegally - just because they’re on a tight schedule.
BBC and local newspapers who don’t bother to proof read their articles and miss multiple spelling or factual errors.
Lazy or ignorant people who speak or type "have" as "of" and "our" as "are"…. “We should of bought Striker X as he’s better than are current player”. Standards have slipped to a new low.
Restaurant bill paying etiquette - a distant acquaintance eating with me and other friends, thinks they can order several £40 bottles of wine because they like it, plus the dearest main course on the menu and then ‘offer’ to split the bill equally as if they’re doing me a favour.
Aldi & Lidl who advertise a product as being on ‘special offer’, don’t have said product in stock but then sneakily (but deliberately) put an almost identical product on the same shelf which costs twice as much, don’t remove the shelf labels, in the hope the average shopper will think they’ve bagged a bargain.
Exeter Chiefs rugby fans who congregate in large groups at the entrance to a small railway station (just to enjoy a vape, a tinny and some banter), forgetting that the rest of us just want to reach the platform and catch our train.
On the same subject, people on a busy train who put their bags on the seat next to them, in the hope that no-one else will sit there. I always make a bee line for said seats.
People who think they’re having a crafty puff on their vape in the pub so no-one can see them - just because you like the air to be filled with the smoky fragrance of cherry and dead badger, I’d rather breath my own air and take in the gentle aromas of real ale, farts, and pork scratchings thanks very much.
Pub toilets, or rather the messy b——ds who use them. Yeah, like I really want to clean your p1$$ off the seat before I sit on it, or I really wanted to stand at an odd angle to the urinal just because there’s a yellow puddle on the floor in front of it, and I don’t fancy getting my new trainers soaked.
Pubs who have conveniently forgotten the law about putting their drinks price list on display, to hide the fact they’re increasing prices almost daily, so customers who don’t want to pay £6+ for a pint of standard slop can baulk at the prices and walk out.
Litter caused by slapdash, noisy dustbin operatives. The whole idea of me sorting out the recycling and paying my council tax is so you can do your job and take it away, not leave bits strewn across the road after you’ve left.
Insurance and broadband companies. Contract comes to an end and the renewal price is hiked. Their business plan ethos seems to be "customer will be too lazy to switch so let’s try and fleece them".
People who write lengthy replies on this forum. Yours grumpily.
People who refer to bin men as a "dustbin operatives".
Restaurant bill paying etiquette - a distant acquaintance eating with me and other friends, thinks they can order several £40 bottles of wine because they like it, plus the dearest main course on the menu and then ‘offer’ to split the bill equally as if they’re doing me a favour.
I think it's an affordability thing. When I was a student many moons ago and we were all hard pressed financially, paying your own way was the norm. If I go out now with family or friends, we just split the bill per head.It has got to the point now if invited to a restaurant I often say I can't afford it.
In a previous life I earnt quite good money and a lot of my friends still do. Splitting the bill was just the done thing. But I genuinely cannot afford it anymore.
It's a horrible situation because nobody wants to the "that guy" and suggest we all pay for what we got. When I first started having to tighten my purse strings I would deliberately buy the most affordable meals and only have one drink only to end up splitting the bill anyway. It's a really frustrating and demoralising experience to be honest.
Now I'm living life with less money I tend to only go out with close friends who know my situation and are pretty respectful of it.
I wonder if the norm of splitting the bill is a British thing or a worldwide thing?