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When a pdf opens at greater than 100% zoom. Feels really claustrophobic.
then continue to do 40 in the 30
I usually like at least 45 mins to settle into the day first.
Haven't started working yet and been at my desk since 9.30.
then you can just come in an hour late
coz everyone stands around holding their balls for the first hour anyway, fyi
Noted that one in my filofax
Spitting is disgusting.
but it hits the rim and bounces out.
Watching people who double-click hyperlinks.
- oh yeah, the scott walker video is on youtube, you'd probably like it
- *types * ... scott walker video youtube new full watch now
I have to accept this. I have to accept this.
She doesn't understand keywords or anything, and just types a question like Google is Ask Jeeves.
He hit his zenith when giving a presentation to my boss. My boss asked him to quickly pull up a website and the soppy twat kept typing the url wrong (if he'd been doing his job, it surely would have been in his browser history).
Any how, my boss got a bit impatient and said "just Google it mate," at which point he typed "google" into his Bing search bar (!)and then mistyped the entire domain into Google.
We got there in the end though.
then type out their search when Google loads.
Old school internetting. I don't like them toolbars and browser bar searches and whatnot.
On Chrome, it's literally exactly the same as going to Google first. You're just cutting out the middle man, maaaaan.
Stop irking me, GeOff.
Got bad memories of doing it about 10 years ago and getting a horrible Bing search and getting confused.
I internet how I wanna. CAPICHE?
No, look, just type "400 usd in gbp" into Google... Instead he's googling "us dollar to pounds conversion site". Then (double) clicking the wrong link. Then putting the values in the wrong box. Then googling the original search query again because "this site isn't working properly".
Two people always do it in my eyeline. It really bugs me.
Her: What would you like to eat/watch/do?
Me: I'm not bothered, you choose.
Her: I want you to choose.
Me: Okay, how about option A?
Her: *Pulls face*
Me: Option B?
Me: *In desperation* Option C?
Her: I hate Option C!
Me: *Through gritted teeth* What about Option D?
Her: Ooh, that sounds good!
Me: Why didn't you just say you wanted that in the first place?
Her: I wanted you to choose!
Option B = Doggie style
Option C = Cowboy
Option D = Got a headache
That's almost never the case with some people.
Oooh, curry? Hmmm, I don't really fancy curry - had it last weekend. What about something else?
I DON'T CARE I'LL EAT ANYTHING I'M THE GREEDIEST MAN ON EARTH.
and it's literally about EVERYTHING
don't just do things the simplest, best, quickest way at work. Really, really pisses me off. If most people get given a task, they just try to do it the least painful way possible, saving their legs/back/sanity, causing the least disruption to other people as possible, but some people just seem to fucking lack a gene for logic, idk.
Some of the examples are pretty tedious, but relatively recent ones that spring to mind:
- an office drama because i moved a printer i had to use repeatedly to somewhere i didn't have to bend down for it
- a temp setting up the world's loudest shredder right next to where i was working and then spending literally the whole day walking up and down the entire length of the office to bring papers to it
- being driven two hours away to pick something up off a colleague, then two hours back, past my fucking house, to a local office to find the same fucking person waiting at site.
Find it pretty hard not to fucking smash things up sometimes, to be honest. Sometimes i just have to go home.
Sorry for the boring rant.
Lost. Currently rebuilding my empire and fleet of sportscars from scratch.
that have nothing to do with you.
when you don't work for them anymore
particulalry when sending out mass emails.
But will always search for google there and then search in google.
Feels more ....proper.
And how she says it in response to everything.
Unexpected e-mail from a client? "Cheesus!"
Late to a meeting? "Cheesus!"
Girls discovered in a house in Cleveland? "Cheesus!"
It makes the running commentary that she provides just that bit more distracting.
^I was in a band called 'Hey, Zeus!' briefly.
He'll move my milk from http shelf in the fridge, to the next one down. If my coat is on the back of a chair he'll stroke it a bit.
Also the other day he was touching everyone's stuff in the fridge and was like "I wonder who's this fruit salad is?" *reads the label* "eh, Tescos" like the fruit salad belongs to tesco. Fuçking hell I'm so angry now,
Wtf is wrong with everyone on this board?
No you fucking cunt, I just like soup now fuck off.
I feel like I've typed this exact post out about 15 times on drownedinsound.community/boards/social before.
I just really like soup. Followed King Tipper's advice and went for Morrison's red pepper soup the other day. Solid 8/10.
then you've got to expect it
Wow, you must be quite the chef!!!!
Yes, I know how to put vegetables in a blender and press the fucking 'on' button.
was when I went out at lunchtime and bought bread and pate. Then I made a pate sandwich in the kitchen, possibly the most basic sandwich of all time, and someone saw me make it and said "Oooh, fancy!"
It didn't even have margerine.
you get a more natural flow of paper.
"chatting" can fuck off.
YEAH I KNOW CAUSE I AM TIRED/HAVE LOOKED IN A MIRROR TODAY
It could be that they've got really crunchy food, or they're eating from a bowl and all you hear is the chink of the spoon against the bowl.
I do this, I'm like a hog. But when I try to eat quietly, I don't enjoy my food as much. You want me to enjoy my food don't you?!
it's when it's in the office that it gets my goat. It's the sound of people not working, an affront to the fact that I'm quite busy.
He says, making a posting on a message board.
our next door neighbours like to hang their washing up in the garden, and then leave it there for days in the rain and wind despite seemingly not owning any clothes pegs. Everytime I see a pair of wet trousers lying on their lawn I get angry.
have you ever considered going over there with some pegs? i might.
Often happens in Indian or Chinese restaurants where they serve bottled beer. Just put the fucking bottle on the fucking table next to the fucking glass & let me do it myself. Stop coming over to the fucking table & topping up my fucking glass every 2 fucking minutes.
and fuck me, they make breakfast (which is a pretty fucking basic thing) a neverending torture. I didnt even bother which dinner because itd be such a fucking FAFF
At an evening meal in a fancy hotel, I just let them do their thing (usually I'd flll up my own wine glass whenever it was empty) and I got the most perfect drunk ever!
You know when you are waiting for a tube and you are positioned in such a way as to see the people emerge round the corner/down the stairs and on to the platform? …
And they THINK they have heard a train approach, but in fact it is on the other side of the platform …
Wave after wave of them hurrying, scurrying , running and tottering onto the platform, faces contorted with the effort of trying to reach the train (that isn’t there) before it leaves …
And then they realise there is no train.
And they then try to pretend they hadn’t been time-grabbing, chrono-twats at all and are, in fact, fine with waiting the TWO MINUTES it will take for the next train to arrive.
There is something uniquely annoying and dispiriting about both this and a world which normalises/demands this sort of behaviour.
Anyway, not quite sure it is possible to put across the peculiar horror of this. IDK …
who force their way on to a rush-hour Tube train when there's barely room rather than waiting (at, let's face it, the front of the queue) for the next train in one minute's time.
If you're in that much of a hurry to get on the Tube, you haven't left yourself enough time to get wherever you're going, chumpballs.
I like that
it is to deter thieves isn't it? It certainly isn't to make me feel comfortable and welcome in their shop, I just wish they'd fuck off.
When I used to work for a certain high street clothes chain I had to do this. Yes, it is apparently to deter thieves. We hated it as much as everyone else.
It helps noone, but may slightly deter some thieves. Better off just letting a few things get nicked than pay someone just to stand there I'd have thought.
If it helps him, I don't mind it
The same shit room, the same boring food you've brought for your dinner that you force down cos you're not even hungry, same boring deeply unfunny smalltalk from the same people. I wish I could just go and sit in a room on my own at breaktime.
Sitting reading a paper, eating a sandwich. People come up to me, stand over my shoulder and laugh at an article I am reading. Go away, I am not going to talk to you about it. People try and start conversations by saying glib things like "they should just get that Abu Qatada on a plane and fucking fly him to Jordan". Yeah, it works just like that mate.
only the i for 20p. I take the paper up to the till, have my 20p hovering in the air, they still have to find the barcode, scan it, ask me if I want any tea or coffee, then ask if I want a receipt. I just want a newspaper.
fuck them to death
- when you have finished with ME, please put ME in the bin …
I don’t want a relationship with something I am about to eat you dafty marketing toss job.
especially in the rain or when its busy, then proceed to ask the driver loads of questions, fumble for change and generally dick about. Just let us experienced travellers on first then fanny about asking your silly questions you plum.
of pressure on the small of your back when you are trying to ask the bus driver stuff. YOU WERE NEW TO THIS BUS ROUTE ONCE.
but now I'm not so get to the back of the queue and let me get on with my fancy pass and such.
and when i was like uh back the fuck up (while i fuck this track up) he claimed that if he didn't stand so close anybody would be able to push in front of him
You can't fault his logic.
and then basically being black marked or talked to like you're 'not a team player' when you point out that you're not their fucking dogsbody and actually are really busy with your own work.