My French colleague has to take a car full of plastic bags back to her elderly parents in France every summer; they use them for giving presents of fruit and veg to their friends!
Neighbors i here what your saying and we have decided to move to Norwich for a few reasons such as"" our neighbors back garden Is a tip and is in full view from our bedroom windows, he screams and shouts at his dog daily,why he has one i don't know,hes the noisiest neighbor we've ever ever had so enoughs enough,,So we have written a list of what we want from our new house ,at the top is NO neighbors ever again not ever ever and got to have a nice pub in walking distance everything else is negotiable thats my moan for the day
Hope you feel better, Alan. I do wonder whether you can get your wish of no nieighbours AND a nice pub within walking distance. Presumably they'd need other customers! I definitely sympathise with the principle, though. I think what I'd like is other people's neighbours - the ones I hear about on this forum from people who have absolutely lovely neighbours. But - sobering thought - perhaps my neighbours would be absolutely lovely if they lived next door to somebody else!
Rant, Colour blind drivers. This morning waiting at the end of our lane I watched the lights go green the car in front start to move then his brake lights came on as a car shot across in front of him obviously on full red as ours were green. A foot more it would have been a wipe out, what is the matter with those drivers who just have to beat the lights, a death wish, something stronger than the morning cuppa or just plain suicidal idiots. Saw some lovely snowdrop clumps on my way to Leeming Village and back, will not say where as other idiots will be there digging them up, why?
What really bugs me is when you buy a birthday card or anything small that isn't pre wrapped and is completely unprotected, and the assistant asks you if want it in a bag. If you have other shopping it can get dirty or if you put it in your hand bag, it gets damaged, and at the price they are and the number I buy, need I say more. I suppose they are told to ask by the powers that be, but a little common sense would go a long way.
We did some impromptu shopping when on holiday a few weeks ago and bought a carpet runner for the conservatory, baring in mind it was a terrible day, snowing and raining and we were dripping wet, I was asked if I wanted it in a bag.Needless to say yes was the answer. I always take my own bag to the supermarket, try to do my bit there.
Sue H -- I have been on the other side of the till too, at a large department store, and know from experience that the public are not always pleasant.
A very justifiable rant, Frank. What is it about driving that brings out the aggression? And the temptation to save a second here and a second there as if it proved how wonderfully efficient you were? Is it boredom with driving the same route day in and day out? Or the sense of power that comes from having a powerful beast under your control (the car, not the OH)? Is it because the other people on the road are not personally known to you so you feel it is Ok to call them stupid and try to beat them? (When I say 'you' I mean people in general, or some of them, not you personally, Frank).
Well I haven't got a rant at the moment. Didn't feel like moaning when I was going through the checkout....very unusual, that's the place that always gets me. I usually sprout horns when I see how many shopping trolleys are infront of me.....and especially when the shopper is chatting merrily to the check out girl.......well I had none of that today, I was All smiles and deliriously happy.....mmmmm....I wonder what is wrong with me today????
LTG, you make me feel like ranting about stupid shop assistants. Here in Wales, my pet hate is shop assistants who chew gum and call you 'love' - after they've finished their chat to their friend, of course. When I went to middle England and was called 'madam' in shops, I could hardly believe it. Lots of shop assistants are lovely, of course, and lots of customers, probably, are rude.
M and S went through a period when they printed your cheque for you and all you had to do was sign it (eons ago) and I said jokingly to the shop assistant something like, 'The trouble is, it doesn't sign it for you.' She looked at me incredulously and said witheringly, 'I don't believe you!' and I knew I was going to be idiot of the day in the staff room over lunch.
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We pay 35p for a strong paper carrier bag like this
I even heard someone say that animal f**t has more effect!
My French colleague has to take a car full of plastic bags back to her elderly parents in France every summer; they use them for giving presents of fruit and veg to their friends!
Neighbors
i here what your saying and we have decided to move to Norwich for a few reasons such as"" our neighbors back garden Is a tip and is in full view from our bedroom windows, he screams and shouts at his dog daily,why he has one i don't know,hes the noisiest neighbor we've ever ever had so enoughs enough,,So we have written a list of what we want from our new house ,at the top is NO neighbors ever again not ever ever and got to have a nice pub in walking distance everything else is negotiable thats my moan for the day
Alan
Hope you feel better, Alan. I do wonder whether you can get your wish of no nieighbours AND a nice pub within walking distance. Presumably they'd need other customers! I definitely sympathise with the principle, though. I think what I'd like is other people's neighbours - the ones I hear about on this forum from people who have absolutely lovely neighbours. But - sobering thought - perhaps my neighbours would be absolutely lovely if they lived next door to somebody else!
Rant, Colour blind drivers.
This morning waiting at the end of our lane I watched the lights go green the car in front start to move then his brake lights came on as a car shot across in front of him obviously on full red as ours were green. A foot more it would have been a wipe out, what is the matter with those drivers who just have to beat the lights, a death wish, something stronger than the morning cuppa or just plain suicidal idiots.
Saw some lovely snowdrop clumps on my way to Leeming Village and back, will not say where as other idiots will be there digging them up, why?
Frank.
What really bugs me is when you buy a birthday card or anything small that isn't pre wrapped and is completely unprotected, and the assistant asks you if want it in a bag.
If you have other shopping it can get dirty or if you put it in your hand bag, it gets damaged, and at the price they are and the number I buy, need I say more. I suppose they are told to ask by the powers that be, but a little common sense would go a long way.
We did some impromptu shopping when on holiday a few weeks ago and bought a carpet runner for the conservatory, baring in mind it was a terrible day, snowing and raining and we were dripping wet, I was asked if I wanted it in a bag.Needless to say yes was the answer. I always take my own bag to the supermarket, try to do my bit there
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Sue H -- I have been on the other side of the till too, at a large department store, and know from experience that the public are not always pleasant.
Here endeth my rant for today
Chris
A very justifiable rant, Frank. What is it about driving that brings out the aggression? And the temptation to save a second here and a second there as if it proved how wonderfully efficient you were? Is it boredom with driving the same route day in and day out? Or the sense of power that comes from having a powerful beast under your control (the car, not the OH)? Is it because the other people on the road are not personally known to you so you feel it is Ok to call them stupid and try to beat them? (When I say 'you' I mean people in general, or some of them, not you personally, Frank).
LTG, you make me feel like ranting about stupid shop assistants. Here in Wales, my pet hate is shop assistants who chew gum and call you 'love' - after they've finished their chat to their friend, of course. When I went to middle England and was called 'madam' in shops, I could hardly believe it. Lots of shop assistants are lovely, of course, and lots of customers, probably, are rude.
M and S went through a period when they printed your cheque for you and all you had to do was sign it (eons ago) and I said jokingly to the shop assistant something like, 'The trouble is, it doesn't sign it for you.' She looked at me incredulously and said witheringly, 'I don't believe you!' and I knew I was going to be idiot of the day in the staff room over lunch.