Things you hate III

Warm/hot weather. At least when it's warm enough to need to have the windows open in the house.

It's not the weather I hate especially (though I do prefer snow, cold, grey and miserable - honestly, invite me to parties as I'm so happy-go-lucky) but it's the freakin' realisation how loud the majority of people are going about their day.

Talking to a neighbour over your fence? Make it loud enough so we can ALL hear about your mothers medical history.
Playing on your games console? Shout so f**king loud about how you've scored a 2-yard screamer on FIFA or whatever that even the sh!t-for-brains driving his Peugeot dream machine has to turn the bass up to 'Hiroshima' levels to drown out your weedy and incessant screaming.
On your mobile? Stop shouting to the other person even if you have got it on speaker. And WHY have you got it on speaker? I don't want to hear the other person shouting at you either!
Got a garden? Then let your little princes & princesses run around screaming their inarticulate gibberish in it instead of doing it for hour upon hour behind us on a sodding road as you gasbag to anyone who's passing at how quickly they're growing up. Growing, obviously. Getting louder and louder, YES!

Does nobody value their or anyone elses privacy anymore? SHUT THE **** UP WILL YER!

 

Lols Oxhey, don't ever consider moving to the Philippines. It's like living in a fish bowl. The entire barangay knows more about me than even I do.

 

Thanks for the heads up! I'll see if I can get a refund on the house deposit and plane tickets right away as we were due to leave at 2:43pm this afternoon

 

One of my favourite posts of all time. I hear you and raise you barking dogs, mowing your lawn at 7am, burning things in the middle of the day, (not BBQ's), and midweek parties.

 

British Summer time. Warm enough to sweat like a pig, humid enough that without being in a good A/C place you won't cool down.

 

I hate the fact that every year I promise myself I'm getting Aircon installed and I still haven't doen it.

 

I can narrow this down to the summary post I made in this or it's previous threads.

Things I hate, people, specifically other people.

 

Big pu$$y! You don't need a/c in England, unless global warming has drastically ramped up the last couple of decades. An electric fan will suffice. Btw, air conditioning is not cheap to run...reckon on about £10 a day if its central air.

 

My bedroom gets all the afternoon sun. If I forget to keep the curtains shut it gets to 30 degrees plus in there in the evening.
Chronic hayfever means I can't leave the windows open. nice and cool but can't sleep as I can't breathe or it's too warm.

The problem with UK heat is it's humid and newish UK houses are all built to keep heat in.
I can cope with much higher temperatures abroad no problem if it's a dry heat. Last time I was in Turkey it was touching mid 40s.

 

Yeah there's a huge difference between dry and humid heat. Fully aware of that. It's a quite humid heat here but it is only a few days a year I need the aircon on. It's your money, you do whatever you want of course just don't underestimate the running costs of it!

 

Insects.

******* hate summer insects.

It's too hot so you open your window and in come spiders, wasps, bees, butterflies and ******* elephants.

 

I don't think UK heat is especially humid. Try the States...

 

Lol you are way more English than Pakistani bro!

 

Lol yeah considering my DNA I should be used to it, over there flies sit on your face, food and everything else but I just can't stand them!

 

Be glad the cockroaches aren't a problem in sunny Herts as they are here... Or ants for that matter; but yeah, insects generally is a good shout.

 

Yep heard that before Cheers. Can't stick honey though. I really don't have a sweet tooth at all.

Local Honeys on the other hand are welcome at Meister towers.

 

Mix it with whisky/whiskey.

 

Simon bloody Reeve.

Obviously this middle-class Clarkson-in-chinos must know someone. His Wiki entry says he went to comprehensive school and worked in a supermarket, charity shop and as a 'post boy'. He had "rarely travelled abroad" when suddenly, out of nowhere, "after the September 11th 2001 attacks" he "started making travel documentaries for the BBC".

What a stroke of luck, eh? Marvellous that. From post room to one of the most coveted of prime-time presenting jobs in television in one mighty leap. I'm sure we all know someone who's done that.

The Wiki entry mentions the 9/11 attacks, so presumably that was some sort of inspiration for the start of his miserable "career". Certainly the programmes he makes, whilst billed as travel documentaries are nothing of the kind. They're poor disguised political lectures giving Simon's rotten middle-class take on all that's wrong with Johnny Foreigner (in particular brown, poor Johnny foreigners) and how it might all be put right with just a little bit of home counties common sense.

Of course he's donned the cream linen suit and Panama hat for a trip to bitterly criticise everything about Cuba and the Cubans. Even though last week he was filming in front of filthy, illiterate, half-starved children elsewhere in the developing world, Simon has nothing but condemnation and criticism for the "museum" of Cuba which is "stuck in a time warp" (have you seen those funny old cars?!) as the defining proof of the inevitable misery and failure of socialism. He finds a run down building to film in front of and sadly shake his head. Ignoring that it would be perfectly possible to stand in front of equally poor and decrepit buildings in any British city and do the same.

Today's lecture from Simon was about the evils of the tea trade in Kenya and Uganda. We saw long periods of how terrible everything was for the people. How they're paid a tiny fraction of the value of the tea they produce and which is sold to us at high prices (Simon lacked either the wit or inclination to ask the obvious question of to whom that difference in price goes).

There were then more heartbreaking interviews with poor children without schools and without doctors or medicine, poor people living in desperate hovels and young children carrying great bundles of tea plants rather than learning and playing as they should at that age.

Having described at some length, the nature of the problem, Simon then looked straight at the camera and announced that there was no easy fix to this. We Kremlins came up with about a dozen easy fixes in 20 seconds. These included making the schools and doctors free of charge, making it illegal for children under 16 to work in paid employment and many others. Of course though, we are crazy communist lunatics. Simon is of a more sober stamp.

He did however have one solution.

We cut to a school room crammed with happy children, all desperately keen and eager to learn. This school has been built through charity. Well, through people buying fair trade tea rather than the really cheap stuff. If only we'd buy fair trade, then everything would be alright with the world. Fair trade. It's only a few pennies more, Simon appealed.

Even though fair trade already exists. Even though you've just shown us that for the majority it's not working. And even though the school that was provided was the definition of tinpot. One room and a corrugated roof. Where were the computers? Where were the microscopes? Where were the bunsen burners? Is that really the very best they can manage?

None of these questions seemed to occur to Simon, who, another problem solved, strolled off into the beautiful sunset and the closing titles.

What an utter, utter jackleg of the very worst type.

 

Don't sugar coat it. Say what you mean.

 

That's an interesting one. His earlier programmes did show some awareness of and sympathy towards differing political contexts and ideologies. But that seems to have disappeared recently. I suspect he has been nobbled by the Beeb and asked to do a gentler Palinesque job suitable for the Sunday night type viewer. Which makes the programmes much less interesting imo, especially as Palin did it better.

 

Do.Not.Get.Me.Started.On.BBQs.

 

Had a phone call from a lady representing my bank tonight. She said she'd like to ask me some questions about my recent experience with the bank and if this was OK?
I said I'd rather not answer any questions and would prefer not to be called by them again.
Half way through saying the above she simply hung up.

I don't know why that made me so mad but it really pi**ed me off. I may be having a word with the bank in the morning.

 

I hate the fact that eating soup, which is essentially a drink, maybe with lumps in it, makes me thirsty.

 

Politics.

 

Yeah, this is infuriating. I suppose they have targets of callers to meet but still, it's basic courtesy, isn't it? Essentially you are irrelevant to them if you're not willing to play ball.

Did you speak to the bank? I would have done.

 

Upcycling. Thought I had got away from tedious British home makeover shows when I left America and had no more access to BBCA, but no it would appear even the Philippines are blighted by this plague. No clue even what the programme is called but they made a lamp shade out of wire coat hangers, a headboard and TV stand out of pallets and a dentist's chair out of a dentist's chair. All fine I guess if that's your thing but why invent a word for it. Upcycling. Is recycling not a good enough term? Why is a word needed to suggest you are making something better than what you had? Is a lampshade (that by the way looked more like a bird cage) better than the coat hangers used to make it, is a headboard more useful or in anyway better than a pallette? Is making a hat (or upside down boat) out of a sheet of newspaper upcycling too?

A ridiculous term to make a hobby or a bit of arts n crafts sound better or more important than it is. Which describes the word and the notion.

 

I agree in part. But recycle tends to suggest re used or used again upclylce tends to suggest reused for a different or higher purpose.

Would you prefer repurposecycle or differentlyusecycle?

 

Complained today, waiting to hear back.

 

Crafts.

 

Of course, spiders aren't insects. The rest are.

 

People who double-click hyperlinks.

 

I quite like having a few spiders in the house, they help get rid of insects.

 

Whats wrong with dogs?