The fact that as I was out when my new phone was delivered, I now have the option of picking it up from a 'local' centre (miles away in Eccles) or paying an extra fiver for the privilege of waiting at home all day for them to turn up.
Finding out that the side effects of taking too many pain killers is constipation. And finding taking too much make you go gear is equally distressing. Two important life lessons I've found this week.
The bloody lazy sods who cannot manage to return their supermarket trolly to the correct place and leave them in the middle of parking spaces. Makro is particularly bad for this.
No, I really don't Gary. As West Sussex Addick will back me up on ( I hope... ) . I hate arsehole parents who let their offspring run riot, and expect everyone else to put up with it. I could not cope with a disfunctional child, I realised that not far beyond being a child myself. So I decided not to take the chance that I would actually end up with a kid like that - which can happen, however decent and well intentioned the parent is. So I took a logical view and along with my equally logical ( and non-maternal ) wife, we decided that we didn't want children ourselves. But, I utterly adore West Suusex Addick's kids, who have been brought up in a very sensible way, as have other children of other pals who are likewise intentioned and have not been stuck on a pedestal. Some kids are horrible, I prefer that to be their parents problem, not mine.
Adults on micro scooters. It shouldn't really annoy me, but it does! I was walking outside Waterloo Station this morning and I could could hear what sounded like a trolley coming up behind me and then dashing passed me is a bloke in a suit scooting along. Seems a bit wacky.
Adults on micro scooters. It shouldn't really annoy me, but it does! I was walking outside Waterloo Station this morning and I could could hear what sounded like a trolley coming up behind me and then dashing passed me is a bloke in a suit scooting along. Seems a bit wanky.
Adults on micro scooters. It shouldn't really annoy me, but it does! I was walking outside Waterloo Station this morning and I could could hear what sounded like a trolley coming up behind me and then dashing passed me is a bloke in a suit scooting along. Seems a bit wacky.
People (Mainly female flavour of the 'at home mummy' variety) trying to sell milkshakes and weight loss pills on social media like it's a new concept and making out their lives are perfect because of the shit product they're peddling.
People (Mainly female flavour of the 'at home mummy' variety) trying to sell milkshakes and weight loss pills on social media like it's a new concept and making out their lives are perfect because of the shit product they're peddling.
Spot on - instant delete off my Facebook for that, basically trying to con people you are supposed to be friends with into buying overpriced shit to make easy money.
People (Mainly female flavour of the 'at home mummy' variety) trying to sell milkshakes and weight loss pills on social media like it's a new concept and making out their lives are perfect because of the shit product they're peddling.
Better yet is when they describe themselves as self employed.
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Two important life lessons I've found this week.
What a depressing place
I was walking outside Waterloo Station this morning and I could could hear what sounded like a trolley coming up behind me and then dashing passed me is a bloke in a suit scooting along. Seems a bit wacky.
Propel yourself you lazy little sods that's the fun bit and you'll get some exercise.
...but didn't when the uni invited an extremist Islamic cleric who advocates that gay men be thrown off buildings.