As there's a fair few of bored office people simmering with frustration on here today, how about we get all our rants onto a single thread so that people who want an argument can have one and those who don't can avoid having their threads hijacked by the angry mob?

What's really getting on your goat at the moment?

Mine is those selfish people who go into the office kitchen with a tray of 20 mugs and make drinks for their whole team and use up all the milk and coffee so the rest of us can;t have any! Grrrrrrr!

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phew.....now I feel much better!!!!!!!!

:D

Mine is the gang of slavering builders in the cafe opposite who chuckle like Beavis and Butthead no matter what filling you ask for in your sandwich!

As there's a fair few of bored office people simmering with frustration on here today, how about we get all our rants onto a single thread so that people who want an argument can have one and those who don't can avoid having their threads hijacked by the angry mob?

What's really getting on your goat at the moment?

Mine is those selfish people who go into the office kitchen with a tray of 20 mugs and make drinks for their whole team and use up all the milk and coffee so the rest of us can;t have any! Grrrrrrr!

:hihi: We have vending machines and it is REALLY annoying when you want to get 1 drink, for yourself, but there is someone there with a tray ready to make 7 cups of tea's, seeing you only have 1 drink to make, but not offering to let you go first! :(

good topic i have a feeling this will be very usefull to some today lol :)
hehe thats funny i was just about to mention your name kirsty :)
you beat me to the post.

:hihi: We have vending machines and it is REALLY annoying when you want to get 1 drink, for yourself, but there is someone there with a tray ready to make 7 cups of tea's, seeing you only have 1 drink to make, but not offering to let you go first! :(

And do you have women in your office who think the kitchen is the gossiping area for them to chunter on about what happened last night in Eastenders? It's not - a kitchen is a place for making food and drink! If you gossip you're just getting in the way of people who want to make a coffee!

Or is it that women - whether at work or home - just see a kitchen as their natural environment? :P

Im really not that annoyed today :hihi:

And do you have women in your office who think the kitchen is the gossiping area for them to chunter on about what happened last night in Eastenders? It's not - a kitchen is a place for making food and drink! If you gossip you're just getting in the way of people who want to make a coffee!

Or is it that women - whether at work or home - just see a kitchen as their natural environment? :P

WELL, thats the thing- the kitchen also has seating for us to sit around, but your not allowed to talk loud, as you are disturbing the ones who are working :hihi:

Mine is the gang of slavering builders in the cafe opposite who chuckle like Beavis and Butthead no matter what filling you ask for in your sandwich!

You eat bread? :o
I thought girls ate nothing more than fruit and salad leaves for lunch?

You eat bread? :o
I thought girls ate nothing more than fruit and salad leaves for lunch?

Having had the misfortune to see her picture I think you'll find that what she refers to as "sandwich" actually means "huge hamper full of cake"! :hihi:

My gripe are smokers who think they're entitled to about an hour a day extra break than the rest of us.

Having had the misfortune to see her picture I think you'll find that what she refers to as "sandwich" actually means "huge hamper full of cake"! :hihi:

And once again dear Basil's only response is to resort to suggesting to the world that I'm a heifer! I can put up a picture to stop you if I wish you know!

People at the cash point who can't remember their pin, and have to shuffle through 98 billion bit's of paper to find it, but as it it disguised as a 'phone number takes them about a year to get a tenner out:nod:

Mine gripe are smokers who think they're entitled to about an hour a day extra break than the rest of us.

As an ex smoker I have to disagree; back in the good old days you could smoke at your desk so you didn't actually have any more breaks than anyone else. It's the anti-smoking nazis that force you to go down ten flights of stairs and outside the building to have a smoke that are to blame for smokers spending so long away from their desks!

The only reason my smoking breaks took 15 minutes was that 10 of those were spent getting to and from the nearest place I could have a fag!

And once again dear Basil's only response is to resort to suggesting to the world that I'm a heifer! I can put up a picture to stop you if I wish you know!

The fact you eat i suspect makes you instantly more attractive to most blokes i know.
If you're a non blonde and don't have orange skin you'll be on a winner!

As an ex smoker I have to disagree; back in the good old days you could smoke at your desk so you didn't actually have any more breaks than anyone else. It's the anti-smoking nazis that force you to go down ten flights of stairs and outside the building to have a smoke that are to blame for smokers spending so long away from their desks!

The only reason my smoking breaks took 15 minutes was that 10 of those were spent getting to and from the nearest place I could have a fag!


Inconsiderate sods also annoy me.
Thank god for the smoking ban.

Oooh. Basil, Gripper. Feight!

Oooh. Basil, Gripper. Feight!

I could have both of you with my hands tied behind my back.

come on then - who wants it? ;)

Oooh. Basil, Gripper. Feight!

I'm a lover not a fighter.

I could have both of you with my hands tied behind my back.

come on then - who wants it? ;)

I wouldn't hit you with Gripper's!:loopy:

And do you have women in your office who think the kitchen is the gossiping area for them to chunter on about what happened last night in Eastenders? It's not - a kitchen is a place for making food and drink! If you gossip you're just getting in the way of people who want to make a coffee!

Or is it that women - whether at work or home - just see a kitchen as their natural environment? :P

why dont you try going in naked with the one sock on :hihi:
im sure youl scare them out then :D

Ok here goes

I am fed up of taking on all the responsibility around here while others seem to be able to have an easy life! I haven't had a day off work for 2 1/2 weeks so I can reach deadlines and my brain seems to be over-run with WORK WORK WORK.

Thanks Basil, I needed to do that. :)

At least it gets easier from today, I may actually have time to do things I want to for a while. Booking a holiday being a priority :)

why dont you try going in naked with the one sock on :hihi:
im sure youl scare them out then :D

Believe me I've tried it. The last time we had a fancy dress day at work I turned up in a blonde wig and nurses uniform but when I walked into the kitchen no-one batted an eyelid.

Mind you, that's probably cause I spend every working day dressed like that.

And another thing; when people dump their mucky pots in the kitchen sink at work and just leave them there for someone else to wash!
Okay, I sometimes leave my cereal bowl there, but thats because my porridge doesn't wash off easily and I have to soak the bowl first, okay? :rant:

It's annoying me at work the people who don't 'wash' cutlery. They think swishing it under tepid running water is sufficient.
Dirty bleeders.

Or if in the unlikely event it does see any soapsuds, they don't rinse them off. Leaving a nasty carcinogenic soapy scum for the next poor sod - Me! :mad:


Right, that's that sorted. :hihi:

I can't stand the woman who works in my shop! She's lazy, foul-mouthed and spends all day on the computer posting inane bobbins to complete strangers. Oh no sorry that's me!

I can't stand the woman who works in my shop! She's lazy, foul-mouthed and spends all day on the computer posting inane bobbins to complete strangers. Oh no sorry that's me!

Just out of interest, what's the name of this shop? I'm sure there's plenty of forummers who've love to pop in to say hello!

Just out of interest, what's the name of this shop? I'm sure there's plenty of forummers who've love to pop in to say hello!

Lady Slick's wonder emporium. Drop by any time!

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And the fridge hitlers. At the place I used to work, this woman used to send round emails about 'the state of the fridge' eg 'could the owner of the muller yoghurt please remove it from the fridge as it is one day out of date'. I had fantasies about tipping the rotting contents of that fridge all over her!

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Apart from a small handful, my colleagues in general used to annoy me when I worked for the man, just by being there and assuming I had any interest whatsoever in their lives. Just because we had the misfortune to work in the same office, didn't mean I wanted to be their best mate or had anything in common with them! There were endless 'fun' competitions we were expected to join in with, and work nights out with about 50 people I'd never even met, let alone spoken to, yet I was the misery for choosing to spend my free time with my friends rather than my colleagues - yeah, cos 40 hours a week just isn't enough time stuck with each other, is it???

Grrrrr.... I want to moan about Floyds DDT bank.

My ma-in-law died recently and all I needed to do was have a joint account put into my sole name.

Of course, you can't just phone up your own branch and make an appointment, you have to go through one of those stupid phone systems where they want all the info punched in and then you don't get anywhere anyway.

Eventually I did speak to someone and explained what I wanted. She took full details - names, account number, sort code - and then made me an appointment for 2.30 today. She was very nice.

Yesterday morning, I had a phone call from someone at the Branch, about my appointment "today". I said I thought the appointment was Thursday - she was looking at the wrong page in the diary!

Anyway, she said she wanted all the details so that everything was ready when I went in. I gave all the details, again. Then she asked if the appointment could be changed to 1pm, which was fine by me.

When I got into the pokey, desperately over-heated little cupboard that masquerades as an office, the young lady asked why I was there! Yet again, I explained that my MIL had died and I wanted to take her name off our joint account. She asked for the account number, which I told her I didn't know, and didn't expect to have to provide as I had already given the information twice over.

Luckily, you could access the account from the details on my debit card. I also wanted to pay in 2 cheques - made payable to my MIL - which I hadn't paid in from Christmas. She looked at the cheques and said, "Oh, they're from 2 different people". I said, "Yes, but they're both payable to my MIL, and I would have thought I'd have to pay them into the account before her name was removed from it."

She disappeared for 5 minutes, came back with a paying in slip and filled it in and got me to sign it. She said she'd changed the account and it was now in just my name. At that point, she finally remembered to ask to see the Death Certificate.

Then she gave me the cheques back, and told me to go to the counter to pay them in. I also asked if I could close down a redundant savings account, but she said that I could do that at the counter, too.

I went and paid in the cheques - got called by my MIL's name - and now I'm trying to muster up the enthusiasm to check online to see just what she's done to the account name, as I didn't think you could pay cheques made payable to somebody else into an account in your name!!

All through the meeting, she appeared distracted and asked me the same questions several times over, before finally taking things in. She was power dressed, with perfect hair and nails and I was very to tempted to tell her that if she put as much effort into her job as she did her appearance, the customers might get a better service.

Lots of silly, niggly things, I know, but I'm a bit fraught at the moment and even less likely than usual to suffer fools, gladly or otherwise.

Still, at least I didn't shout at the silly bitch - or smack her - so at least I survived the experience with dignity.

BUT IT BLUDDY WELL ANNOYED ME!!!!

suddenly being zapped by someone you like when you are having a 'fat day'

suddenly being zapped by someone you like when you are having a 'fat day'

Que? .........:hihi:

suddenly being zapped by someone you like when you are having a 'fat day'

You shouldn't keep friends that have tazers Cressida.

It's not good :shakes:

yes it just goes to show I don't know what I'm talking about but I didn't dare mention his name

(I'll be putting you and Dozy on my people to hit with my water pistol list now)

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ... grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr .....

We had visitors today and my OH wouldnt let me fart in their presence.

A MAN SHOULD BE ABLE TO FART IN HIS OWN HOME!

yes it just goes to show I don't know what I'm talking about but I didn't dare mention his name

(I'll be putting you and Dozy on my people to hit with my water pistol list now)

Why? I just don't understand what you meant by "zapped" - I can't help being a bit :loopy:

I'm fine with being on your water pistol list, as long as I know when, so I can have my shower gel handy :hihi:

We had visitors today and my OH wouldnt let me fart in their presence.

A MAN SHOULD BE ABLE TO FART IN HIS OWN HOME!

You're right, you ARE worse than Jim Royle! :lol:

Although he does announce the fact that he needs a crap when he goes to the bog! :gag:

That's gross by even my standards!

Gone to have a chat with the Arabs? Mustapha Crap? Eh?! :loopy:

Gone to have a chat with the Arabs? Mustapha Crap? Eh?! :loopy:

and his constipated cousin Amaahl Bakka'tup :hihi:

Why? I just don't understand what you meant by "zapped" - I can't help being a bit :loopy:

I'm fine with being on your water pistol list, as long as I know when, so I can have my shower gel handy :hihi:

I went on to google, and one of the explanations fitted in with what I said, the incident has actually happened and at the time I was a bit stunned, but later I wished the floor would have swallowed me up, but I have lived with embarrassing situations so I go into 'freeze' mode, and it's not until later when I start telling myself what I SHOULD have done:hihi:

Too late,ive vented on a couple of threads...:D

Nay, I let my anger out once on a thread, and Ive never done it since. Got it all off my chest in one go didnt I ? :D

I am tormented by people who have no understanding of "personal space." They crowd me at the supermarket, at the bank, at the ATM, at the library. The rush me along. They breath down my neck. They read over my shoulder. They poke me in the back with their shopping trolleys.

Just BACK OFF, people, and give me some breathing room!!:rant:


Thank you. I'm happy now.:)

What the hell is wrong with the TV licencing people? They think a guy can't survive without a TV to watch "Strictly come celebrity big brother get me out of here's funniest CCTV police chases"?

Well yes I can, and the three times in the last year I've let your people go through my house to check I'm not hiding a plasma screen under the floorboards or a hi-def in the attic should perhaps convince you that no I don't need to pay a friggin TV licence.

So stop sending letters to that effect every 3 days. You jerks.

ahhhhh...better now :)

Morrissons and the total lack of small shopping trollies. The large ones are big enough to lose a barge in and i can't reach the stuff in the bottom, the small ones are now officially classed as an endangered species, it took me 10 minutes of hunting around the car park to find one of these beasts and then it had a wonky wheel. Eventually with aching feet and sore back i left to find that somebody had managed to park close enough to my car that i couldn't even get down the side and had to climb in through the back. AAAAAAAAARRRRRRGH

phew, thanks.

STOP ASKING ME! for help, for opinions, for another drink of juice.... to side with you, to agree with you when I DON'T!

Stop making me feel bad for being happy and stop scapegoating me for every bit of your life that you are not happy with!

......... Ahhh that's better :)

Today! Why is it people sweat the small stuff and dealing with it takes hours of my time, when the really important stuff is shrugged off? GRRRR!!!!!

I'm insane with anger.... ARGH!!!!!!!!

I'm not really, but I thought I would say it :D

My gripe are smokers who think they're entitled to about an hour a day extra break than the rest of us.

Tough cack, aren't you contravening my European Human Rights or summat like that? Me needs mi nicotine, nuff sed.

Grr i've spent most of the evening posting in the manner of a deliquent Victor Meldrew. Definitely wound up today. However i'm boring myself now and got it out of my system now so back to being me again!

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