"You know what really grinds my gears? Heh?"
Okay. A bit of inspiration from watching Season 3 of Family Guy.
And yes, I am a tat slow in catching up the episodes, I know...
But there are really a lot of things that grind my gears, that make me feel so unbelievably annoyed that I just have to say it.
1. Not moving to the rear
You know those annoying blokes that just refuse to move to the back of the bus even when everyone is pretty much packed like sardines at the front? I've seen it a lot of times. There's this magical thing about the back of the bus that somehow makes it evil and sacred and you'll probably have to be a Level 200 Mage on Maple Story to get into that zone.
Sometimes I get so pissed at these people because they are the ones that cause many who want to go home after a long day of work to miss the bus and actually having to spend the next 10 or 15 minutes waiting for the next.
Maybe they should just move the back door to the rear of the bus. Like, at the end. So people won't hug the door like how I hug my food.
2. So is there a promotion or not?
The other day I was at FairPrice trying to get myself some Listerine. So I went to the dental section, got myself a bottle, walked about 50m, and then realised that in the middle of the rice and cereal section, there is this booth that sells 2 bottles of the same Listerine at the same price as the one bottle I grabbed earlier.
Firstly, WHY ISN'T THE PRICE STANDARDISED?! This is some stupid trick to get customers to actually not see the promotion. So I could've been a lot worse off had I not seen it.
Secondly, WHY IN THE WORLD IS IT IN THE RICE AND CEREAL SECTION?!
Next time we're going to see bicycles in the frozen meat section.
3. Close-minded people
I mean, it's alright to be religious and stick to your beliefs, because I too stick to my beliefs (and my lack of religion).
But people that just refuse to accept that and just want to make life difficult for everyone deserves something.
Imagine this: you're at a party, playing a song, and then this person has to comment so much on the song. Maybe he starts judging your music choices, and goes on about how his is so much more superior to yours. And then he rattles on about you being a peasant.
And then the party gets awkward and the cake ends up on his face.
4. Passport photo booths
Why is it that taking 2 pictures and then printing out 4 copies takes a whopping $7?!
I was at one of those booths the other day, wearing my Smart 4 to take a photograph for administrative purposes. The first problem was that I was only allowed to take 2 photos and choose 1 from them. The second was that immediately after the first photo was taken, the 2nd one followed. Which means I pretty much had no time. So I ended up with a shoulder slanting to my right. And I had no time to tidy up my hair.
And I'm still figuring out how all of that cost me $7. Could've bought a 2 piece meal at KFC, mind you.
5. People who don't pay up
Still regretting for always being the one to pay for everything first. I end up losing a lot of money. A lot of people don't pay me at all.
The reason why I always end up paying is because I don't carry much cash with me. So after every meal, I'll offer to pay for the whole table with my debit card. Same for other things like gifts.
I've estimated that I've lost close to a three-digit figure just doing all of that. And I'm frustrated. The next time I don't have money, I'd just go to the ATM and pay exactly what I need to and not pay for anyone else. I'm a poor bloke, I'm not earning much and my bank account is so badly depleted right now that I have no more patience for these matters. I need money.
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Well. Got a bit pissed off at the end typing that. I was literally ramming my keyboard hard (using my fingers of course). Let's just end off with something I find extremely cute.
Song of the day:
Olly Murs - Beautiful To You
(#rsgoals)
(I still love my bubblegum pop. I'm probably 12 when it comes to music taste.)
About Me
Singapore's only living Pie with Sliced Ham. I hope.
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