That oldtime courtesyFollow

Yep. In Peru, if the person is there you just ask them to wait and pass the phone. If they are not, then you ask if you can take a message. If they say no, you just hang up and then no one ever knows who called.

I feel like ramming my car into theirs when people cut right in front of me then wave. I used to think that it was a "thanks" wave and I would get so pissed because I wasn't letting them go in the first place. Then my hubby recently told me they were giving me a "sorry" wave. It still pisses me off anyway.

At my old job one of my co-workers used to come stand right behind me if she needed to talk to me. She wouldn't say she was there, she would just wait until I saw her there. It annoyed the **** outta me cause once she did it while I was checking my gmail and I thought she was waiting to use the fax machine.

Back in college, this idiot grad student used to blatantly read my email over my shoulder while he was sitting at the comp next to me.

Another one (today is a doozy!): My boss has this flippy sign on her door that says "Meeting in Progress". I'm in there about a half-hour ago, and someone knocks on the door. We ignore them, assuming they can read. Five seconds later, a louder knock. My boss sighs, gets up, opens the door and the guy on the other side immediately says "Oh, I'm sorry!"

No you're not! Learn to read, ***.

I'm a complete jack *** here but out in the real world I try to be one of those people that opens doors for others says please and thank you and so forth. I have to make the extra effort because I have the unfortunate ability to look pissed when I am thinking about nothing much at all or as I have been told, and I am quoting "When you are thinking you look like you want to kill someone." So it really does **** me off when I go to the extra effort to say please and thank you, to open doors and try to smile and all I get for it are blank looks and the "I expected that attitude" when I open doors or just plain silence. I'm being nice damnit. I could just look coldly at you and make you wonder whether I am going to walk up to you and shove a ball point pen into your eye.

I would explain the last few days of work.... but I really can't bring myself to.
maybe if this thread is still going in a few days.


I'll add that I do alot of driving. The highway really is it's own world.. I think the same laws of courtesy apply whether or not you are looking the person in the eye or not.... but it pisses me off more on the road due to the fact that lives are on the line. I'll admit I have my "I will find a way through this traffic at 85MPH" days..... but I find that most people are just a commonly rude on the road.. despite the fact that it's not just making them look like an *******. It's risking lives; and it just goes to show.. that wehn people are being tools, that they really are not thinking of anyone but themselves, bottom line.

Edited, Aug 30th 2006 at 6:14pm EDT by Kelvyquayo

I saw something similar on a train the other day. My boyfriend and I had just taken seats when a woman got on with a disabled lad in a wheelchair. As they were getting on we stood up to move so they could have the seats, and two teenage chavs immediately pushed through and sat there instead! The woman asked them quite forcefully to move, and, to be fair, they did, pushing through everyone in the carriage whilst grumbling loudly about ************* wheelchair spaccers". I don't know what's wrong with some people.

Hilt first damn it! I hate it when people hand you a god dakn point first knife. Of course if it's your knnife they are returning, it's always fun to take it point first and whip it past their head and bury it point first in the wall.

Ok, I don't do that anymore.

much.

My parents never accepted rude behavior, and I for damn sure will not tolerate it with my spawn.

That being said, expecting me to go the extra mile to help you out and then suggesting to me that I may have done something inappropriate when you hunt me down some time later after I have not done so makes Moe wanna kill a mother f'ucker.

If I hold the door to the elevator open and do not notice one shred of evidence of a change in your stride to make my wait less as you saunter across the building lobby, I will let go and mash the door close button faster than you can think "OMG I'm like a completely inconsiderate douche."

If you come to my desk later and ask me about it, I will let you know, in no uncertain terms, that the lack of respect it shows for another person to continue to take your sweet *** time getting to the elevator that is obviously being held, at inconvenience, for your lazy *** is just plain bad behavior and that if your momma had raised you right you would know that. I'll also tell you I can sort of understand it given that your momma was on welfare and didn't have time to teach you things like manners, what with her busy day filled with sitting on the stoop gossiping with all the other ghetto mommas.

I will also endure the written warning in my HR file for creating a hostile work environment and missing a good 30% of my bonus because of it, because some things need to be said. Ghetto people **** me off.

I hate the way people avert their eyes and ignore when someone obviously needs help.

This weekend I took a ferry across Lake Michigan. I was using my cane (chronic pain, poor balance, arthritis, blah…) and was able to pre-board with a young, blind guy and a lady with a stroller.

Once the ferry was underway, they opened the small snack counter and I got up to get a water before the ferry could get completely into open water (thunder storms and three to six foot swells). When I got back to my seat, I glanced up and noticed none of the staff, nor any passengers were assisting the blind guy (and having a disability, I know it sucks to wait for other people to come help). He was sitting there, looking like he was expecting someone to help.

I say to myself, “***** it,” grab my cane, hop out of my seat and head up to the front where he was sitting. I told him I was just a passenger and I didn’t know if they had told him they would be back to assist him, but I knew waiting sucks, so I would be happy to help him to the counter. He got up, took my arm, I cautioned him not to kick my cane so he wouldn’t trip and we went up to the counter and got him his two beers. After getting him back to his seat, I head back to mine just in time to hit open water.

About an hour and a half later, the boat is really rocking and the guy gets out of his seat and starts walking up and down a short hallway, cane in one hand and running his hand over the wall, obviously looking for the bathroom. After going back and forth a few times he just kind of leans against the wall and stays there. Not a freaking person gets up to help him. So about 40 feet away, I hop up, grab cane, lose my balance, mash my leg into the arm of my seat, think, “That’s gonna leave one hell of a bruise” and then stagger up to the guy, who was still standing there all frustrated.

I asked him where he needed to be, even though I knew, helped him find the door, helped him get his bearings as to where he was standing and instructed him how to get back to his seat. I then staggered the 40 feet back to my seat, mashed my leg again and sat down.

The guy walks out of the bathroom, gets to his seat and 20 freaking guys all get up and go to the bathroom. Yeah. People suck.

After working with the red cross this past year helping in these devastated areas that burned to the ground, I think people who throw cigarrettes out the window should be KOS.

The only one that really gets on my nerves is when you do something nice and you get cussed at. The other day on my way into Chem 5 I got to the door at the same time as a lady. I was on the side of the door that had the handle, so I opened it and did that little wave that says go ahead of me. She went in and said under her breath, but still loud enough for everyone around to hear, "chauvinist pig." Needless to say, I'll be slamming in the door in her face for the rest of the semester.

God you must be old, waht are you like 29?