little things that annoy the shit out of you

[Kevin D]

Companies putting barriers that stop you cancelling your membership. Tried to cancel one earlier online, which is where I bought it, and they made me call them up to do it. The call lasted five minutes while I was presented with offers I had absolutely no interest in.

[sir roger]

27 minutes ago, Kevin D said:

Companies putting barriers that stop you cancelling your membership. Tried to cancel one earlier online, which is where I bought it, and they made me call them up to do it. The call lasted five minutes while I was presented with offers I had absolutely no interest in.

Or companies making your efforts to unsubscribe from emails etc, more painstaking than any of Indiana Jones' tasks.

[Bobby Hundreds]

I remember when Setanter had the football it was a piece of piss to join the channel just press the red button on the remote control but to cancel you had to enter other realms, battle demons and the hordes of hell just so you could get a signature from the all knowing mind at the centre of the universe giving you the okay to speak to setanters customer service. In the end I think they went bust or some shite while I was only 6 months into my quest.

[sir roger]

3 minutes ago, Bobby Hundreds said:

I remember when Setanter had the football it was a piece of piss to join the channel just press the red button on the remote control but to cancel you had to enter other realms, battle demons and the hordes of hell just so you could get a signature from the all knowing mind at the centre of the universe giving you the okay to speak to setanters customer service. In the end I think they went bust or some shite while I was only 6 months into my quest.

You had to buttonhole Paul Dempsey personally to get out of your contract.

[dockers_strike]

Fuck! The torygraph have finally figured out a way to defeat the hack to get around their paywall.

[chrisbonnie]

1 hour ago, Bobby Hundreds said:

I remember when Setanter had the football it was a piece of piss to join the channel just press the red button on the remote control but to cancel you had to enter other realms, battle demons and the hordes of hell just so you could get a signature from the all knowing mind at the centre of the universe giving you the okay to speak to setanters customer service. In the end I think they went bust or some shite while I was only 6 months into my quest.

BT is still the same. 

 

I rang them twice and hung up each time. Ended up having the channel fit nearly a year until the missus noticed it and she rang up.... She's alot more patient than me. So we don't have BT sport anymore..... 

[Babb'sBurstNad]

Having to be an arsehole to get people to do their jobs properly. It shouldn't have to come to that.

[Mudface]

No, I don't want to know my fucking balance, I just told you I didn't. Cunt.

 

Also, stop printing lies on your packaging, Morrison's. 'Handy, resealable pack' and 'Peel here' my arse.

[Karl_b]

On 25/08/2022 at 19:31, Kevin D said:

Companies putting barriers that stop you cancelling your membership. Tried to cancel one earlier online, which is where I bought it, and they made me call them up to do it. The call lasted five minutes while I was presented with offers I had absolutely no interest in.

The Guardian do this; when I called to cancel they gave me the hard sell on why I should carry on paying. Afterwards they asked me for some feedback via email and I pointed out that they have an article on their website chastising companies for exactly the practice they operate. They never responded to me.

[John102]

When there is one queue for the cashier/self service checkouts, then some cunt decides to make his own queue at the self service checkouts.

[easytoslip]

Other people, I can't lighten up due to unruly behaviour of other people. 

[littletedwest]

Technology- "you haven't met your steps target this week try harder next week" " You spent more this  month than last" yeah I know I'm pissed off enough about that myself 

[Mudface]

29 minutes ago, littletedwest said:

Technology- "you haven't met your steps target this week try harder next week" " You spent more this  month than last" yeah I know I'm pissed off enough about that myself 

Don't use that shit. Any of it. Your data is being commodified and sold on.

 

 

[johnsusername]

The channel GREAT! movies is advertising their festive channel GREAT! movies Christmas. Starts on 8th September.

 

I've put this is this thread, but I'm also going to post it in the Little Things That Brighten Your Day thread too. 

[easytoslip]

1 hour ago, johnsusername said:

The channel GREAT! movies is advertising their festive channel GREAT! movies Christmas. Starts on 8th September.

 

I've put this is this thread, but I'm also going to post it in the Little Things That Brighten Your Day thread too. 

Christ why would it brighten your day? What are they anyway and would they be in the TV Times? 

Don't say Star Wars as I'm  already depressed at the very thought of Christmas, thanks, so early on in the game. 

[Jairzinho]

I went to "Cineworld" yesterday, it was everything I feared it would be. Like a vision of a dystopian future. 

 

You enter via a sort of tiny farm yard turnstile rotating door and are then greeted by about 50 ATM machines, which are in fact where you buy tickets. No humans. 

Then you pile in to one of the dozen lifts.  I genuinely couldn't find any stairs, I naively presume they existed somewhere. 

 

My missus wants some popcorn so I have to navigate another machine and electronically select a "meal deal". Finally I'm met by an actual human working there. It's what appears to be a small child. He obviously, understandably, couldn't operate any of the technology (what used to be a till). A supervisor has to come over and pretend to be Alan Turing for about 30 seconds in order to allow me to pay the four hundred quid or whatever it was for some popcorn and a fanta. 

 

Lastly, in order to actually get in to the correct screen we have to scan our codes and be electronically allowed past another turnstile. 

 

I realise I sound like I'm in my mid 70s, and am probably partially dripping with contempt for modern life because my girlfriend also decided that half an hour before the film started we simply had to go to Primark and buy some make up thing. I always, from the half dozen times I've had the displeasure of having to go to Primark, feel slightly sick inside the shop. Like they do the opposite of casinos or something, and pump carbon dioxide through the vents. The place feels like a sort of end game for consumerism. The absolute peak. Millions of people jogging around Supermarket Sweep style, frantically grabbing as much as possible. Unlike Supermarket Sweep nobody wins here, apart from which ever turbo cunt owns the company. 

 

I'm sure things like shops and cinemas were relatively normal even just a decade a go. What in the absolute fuck has happened? They're just no go areas for anyone over 30 now. I spent most of the film (Bullet Train, reasonably entertaining. Selected because it was the only film that wasn't a fucking cartoon or some comic book noncery) mentally preparing a list of stuff for my cabin in the Highlands that I was soon to run off to. 

 

Cunt modern life. 

[sir roger]

You'll be pleased to hear that Cineworld is going bang, Jair.

[dandyman]

8 hours ago, Jairzinho said:

I went to "Cineworld" yesterday, it was everything I feared it would be. Like a vision of a dystopian future. 

 

You enter via a sort of tiny farm yard turnstile rotating door and are then greeted by about 50 ATM machines, which are in fact where you buy tickets. No humans. 

Then you pile in to one of the dozen lifts.  I genuinely couldn't find any stairs, I naively presume they existed somewhere. 

 

My missus wants some popcorn so I have to navigate another machine and electronically select a "meal deal". Finally I'm met by an actual human working there. It's what appears to be a small child. He obviously, understandably, couldn't operate any of the technology (what used to be a till). A supervisor has to come over and pretend to be Alan Turing for about 30 seconds in order to allow me to pay the four hundred quid or whatever it was for some popcorn and a fanta. 

 

Lastly, in order to actually get in to the correct screen we have to scan our codes and be electronically allowed past another turnstile. 

 

I realise I sound like I'm in my mid 70s, and am probably partially dripping with contempt for modern life because my girlfriend also decided that half an hour before the film started we simply had to go to Primark and buy some make up thing. I always, from the half dozen times I've had the displeasure of having to go to Primark, feel slightly sick inside the shop. Like they do the opposite of casinos or something, and pump carbon dioxide through the vents. The place feels like a sort of end game for consumerism. The absolute peak. Millions of people jogging around Supermarket Sweep style, frantically grabbing as much as possible. Unlike Supermarket Sweep nobody wins here, apart from which ever turbo cunt owns the company. 

 

I'm sure things like shops and cinemas were relatively normal even just a decade a go. What in the absolute fuck has happened? They're just no go areas for anyone over 30 now. I spent most of the film (Bullet Train, reasonably entertaining. Selected because it was the only film that wasn't a fucking cartoon or some comic book noncery) mentally preparing a list of stuff for my cabin in the Highlands that I was soon to run off to. 

 

Cunt modern life. 

You could’ve just said ‘Cineworld Day’ wtf is that about??

[YorkshireRed]

8 hours ago, Jairzinho said:

I went to "Cineworld" yesterday, it was everything I feared it would be. Like a vision of a dystopian future. 

 

You enter via a sort of tiny farm yard turnstile rotating door and are then greeted by about 50 ATM machines, which are in fact where you buy tickets. No humans. 

Then you pile in to one of the dozen lifts.  I genuinely couldn't find any stairs, I naively presume they existed somewhere. 

 

My missus wants some popcorn so I have to navigate another machine and electronically select a "meal deal". Finally I'm met by an actual human working there. It's what appears to be a small child. He obviously, understandably, couldn't operate any of the technology (what used to be a till). A supervisor has to come over and pretend to be Alan Turing for about 30 seconds in order to allow me to pay the four hundred quid or whatever it was for some popcorn and a fanta. 

 

Lastly, in order to actually get in to the correct screen we have to scan our codes and be electronically allowed past another turnstile. 

 

I realise I sound like I'm in my mid 70s, and am probably partially dripping with contempt for modern life because my girlfriend also decided that half an hour before the film started we simply had to go to Primark and buy some make up thing. I always, from the half dozen times I've had the displeasure of having to go to Primark, feel slightly sick inside the shop. Like they do the opposite of casinos or something, and pump carbon dioxide through the vents. The place feels like a sort of end game for consumerism. The absolute peak. Millions of people jogging around Supermarket Sweep style, frantically grabbing as much as possible. Unlike Supermarket Sweep nobody wins here, apart from which ever turbo cunt owns the company. 

 

I'm sure things like shops and cinemas were relatively normal even just a decade a go. What in the absolute fuck has happened? They're just no go areas for anyone over 30 now. I spent most of the film (Bullet Train, reasonably entertaining. Selected because it was the only film that wasn't a fucking cartoon or some comic book noncery) mentally preparing a list of stuff for my cabin in the Highlands that I was soon to run off to. 

 

Cunt modern life. 

Both my kids made do with a pretty pitiful packed lunch, often made by me, throughout their time at big school (younger one is about to start his final year) rather than take advantage of a well stocked and subsidised canteen.

 

The reason for this was both were petrified of the finger print system used to pay for food, in particular having to ask for help to set it up in the first place.

 

Their fear of technology, at least in this case, made me proud. Chips of the old block.

 

After the revolution, I think I’ll let them live. 

[Oh Buoy]

Lorry drivers. Up there with taxi drivers and white van cunts with their self-entitlement behaviour. 

[VERBAL DIARRHEA]

17 minutes ago, Bot said:

Lorry drivers. Up there with taxi drivers and white van cunts with their self-entitlement behaviour. 

Bus drivers too.

[Harry's Lad]

The new telly I bought in June took the knock over the weekend. 

 

Luckily, it was just and I mean just inside the 90 day return period at Costco, so I got a full refund.

 

Trying to get to and get back out of Costco Haydock on Sunday was a real pain in the arse though, it was fucking Bedlam.

 

I had to add money to get the replacement which I could have really done without but at least Richer Sounds pulled out all the stops to deliver the new telly the next day.

 

Just when I thought I might be ok this month this happens to piss me off.

 

 

 

 

[VladimirIlyich]

1 hour ago, VERBAL DIARRHEA said:

Bus drivers too.

To be fair to bus drivers they are being made to stick to a schedule that benefits the general public. Well at least that is how it's supposed to work.

[dockers_strike]

Traffic lights near ours were out yesterday on a 4 road junction. 75% of the cunts driving just barrelled through the junction like they had right of way. After waiting for a break in the traffic, I edged my way across the junction only for some drag artist inspired 50 year old looking scruff deciding he was coming through come what may. The look of anger on his face when he had to actually give way was the epitome of anger, I thought it was the narcissist!

[Rico1304]

9 minutes ago, dockers_strike said:

Traffic lights near ours were out yesterday on a 4 road junction. 75% of the cunts driving just barrelled through the junction like they had right of way. After waiting for a break in the traffic, I edged my way across the junction only for some drag artist inspired 50 year old looking scruff deciding he was coming through come what may. The look of anger on his face when he had to actually give way was the epitome of anger, I thought it was the narcissist!

Mentionitis again.  Although I think the chances of me dragging up are pretty much zero.  
 

Maybe he was dazzled by the gleam on your Twingo?