Little Things You Hate

[cammas]

LTIH- I have been driving to work lately and fuck it’s shit, I need to get back on the train & bike but the old hip replacement has been playing up after a fall one weekend then a hyper extension the following one . People driving are arseholes and I’m starting to turn into one myself

 

[fjohn860]

LTIH- I have been driving to work lately and fuck it’s shit, I need to get back on the train & bike but the old hip replacement has been playing up after a fall one weekend then a hyper extension the following one . People driving are arseholes and I’m starting to turn into one myself

 

[pink poodle]

Ahhhhh...the nightmare of Australian trains. This is going to be a long journey home.

 

[sane]

LTIH- I have been driving to work lately and fuck it’s shit, I need to get back on the train & bike but the old hip replacement has been playing up after a fall one weekend then a hyper extension the following one . People driving are arseholes and I’m starting to turn into one myself

I rode Youies last week for the first time in ages. Can confirm that the traffic out west is full horror show. Feel your pain mate

 

[cammas]

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So true, I told a merc driver to go fornicate himself this morning when everyone else was stopped in traffic to give me access to a side road, oh no not him barges up the middle of them just so can stop just past the street like the rest of the traffic in front of him.

 

[rockmoose]

So true, I told a merc driver to go fornicate himself this morning when everyone else was stopped in traffic to give me access to a side road, oh no not him barges up the middle of them just so can stop just past the street like the rest of the traffic in front of him.

Our roads are nudging preeeeety damned close to peak cunt.

 

[Mr Crudley]

Ahhhhh...the nightmare of Australian trains. This is going to be a long journey home.

All stops to beautiful Newcastle no doubt. Even Hornsby, phwoar !!!

 

[Dales Cannon]

So true, I told a merc driver to go fornicate himself this morning when everyone else was stopped in traffic to give me access to a side road, oh no not him barges up the middle of them just so can stop just past the street like the rest of the traffic in front of him.

I had a run in with a Tesla driver couple of days ago. Road works so left lane for turning only with a solid white line, middle lane straight ahead and right becomes two right turning lanes. All 40 limit. People race up the left turning lane and cut in to avoid sitting back 500m or more in line like decent people do. We were queued at the last traffic light and I was 2nd in line. I was at most 2m behind a 4wd in front and this witch in a model wankfest started to turn into the gap. I edged forward and she started remonstrating. She wound down her window and I did too. She was almost incoherent with anger and yelled LET ME IN! I shook my head having watched her bypass the long line of traffic doing the right thing. Then she said I was from Kent or something. So I politely said take your self entitled bullshit and pack it in a suitcase and FUCK OFF. No one let her in, she might still be there.

 

[pink poodle]

All stops to beautiful Newcastle no doubt. Even Hornsby, phwoar !!!

Well...if my flight hadn't arrived about 2.5 hours late I had a plan that involved getting off the train at hornsby for a coffee. Airlines never give out enough coffee! But by the time I cleared the airport the espresso bar at hornsby station would have been shut before I arrived, so I am finally having my first coffee now, and soon my second. I managed a bit of a nap on the packed train but even with some sleeping music playing into my ears the endless chatter of old people who don't understand the quiet carriage concept was ever present. It was thr all stations from woy Woy onwards which just drags on.

Got home and turned the hot water back on, lounged to allow it to warm up just so I could have a tepid shower. My garage door didn't want to open x
from the button on the wall, tore the place up trying to find the remote...fuck me I left it in a weird spot rather than the obvious options.

Anyway can't wait to do it all again. In the meantime I can't wait to face Australian automobile drivers with my bike.

 

[cammas]

LTIH - How to deflate one’s own ego in two easy steps:
Step 1 Get out your leather motorcycle jacket that you haven’t worn in at least ten years and put it on.
Step 2 Try and zip it up.
Been looking at getting back on the moto for commuting some days, so been looking around, who am I kidding, I’m always looking, but looking more seriously atm, so decided to dig out the old gear and see what I would need, turns out I need a few extra things. What makes it more of a kick in the balls is I am a lot fitter now, as only did the occasional MTB ride back then with the kids, so I guess the leather must shrink a lot when not in use

 

[Mr Crudley]

I managed a bit of a nap on the packed train but even with some sleeping music playing into my ears the endless chatter of old people who don't understand the quiet carriage concept was ever present. It was thr all stations from woy Woy onwards which just drags on.

It must be a teary eyed Poodle seeign beatuful Woy Woy again after such a long time. Happy to have you back, they are.........

I do miss the whole STFU from the general public in Japan and Taiwan where most trains don't have much chatter at all.

Now back here and you have to contend with people that are fine to put their feet on seats, have a need to put phone calls and music on speaker for all to enjoy, hog a seat next to them with their bag to stop anyone frrm sitting there and panhandle you for money due to being 'pregnant and has no accomodation' which translates to 'needing meth' and then gets upfront to each person to ask. I saw all of the latter last week.

Anyway can't wait to do it all again. In the meantime I can't wait to face Australian automobile drivers with my bike.

You will be living that dream soon doing the 5km uphill r*&d ride to your pump track.

 

[Dales Cannon]

...beatuful Woy Woy...

"the world's largest above ground cemetery"

 

[PJO]

Some dickhead nearly totaled me today, I wasn't even on the road. He turned across a solid line into a driveway which has a clear sign saying no entry. Fortunately he knew how to operate brakes, otherwise I would've been sliding across his bonnet.
Then has the fucking gall to shout at me to get out of the way!

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[Haakon]

Some dickhead nearly totaled me today, I road. He turns across a solid line into a driveway which has a clear sign saying no entry. Fortunately he new how to operate brakes, otherwise I would've been sliding across his bonnet.
Then has the fucking gall to shout at me to get out of the way!

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Sigh. Was coming down Macquarie st the other day in the right lane - rolling down the hill to pick up the bike path down at the habour and he changes lane virtually on top of me with no indicator. I asked him if he had seen me (at the lights 50m down the road he was so desperate to arrive quickly to) and got told to get fucked cunt. Instant response to any implied criticism is just instant aggression. I dont get it - what's wrong with "oh shit sorry mate!"

Just exhausting.

 

[Ultra Lord]

LTIH - How to deflate one’s own ego in two easy steps:
Step 1 Get out your leather motorcycle jacket that you haven’t worn in at least ten years and put it on.
Step 2 Try and zip it up.
Been looking at getting back on the moto for commuting some days, so been looking around, who am I kidding, I’m always looking, but looking more seriously atm, so decided to dig out the old gear and see what I would need, turns out I need a few extra things. What makes it more of a kick in the balls is I am a lot fitter now, as only did the occasional MTB ride back then with the kids, so I guess the leather must shrink a lot when not in use

New gear day is still a good day, just forget about the reasons why it’s new gear day.

 

[PJO]

what's wrong with "oh shit sorry mate!"

That word isn't in the Bogan vocab.

 

[pink poodle]

It must be a teary eyed Poodle seeign beatuful Woy Woy again after such a long time. Happy to have you back, they are.........

I do miss the whole STFU from the general public in Japan and Taiwan where most trains don't have much chatter at all.

Now back here and you have to contend with people that are fine to put their feet on seats, have a need to put phone calls and music on speaker for all to enjoy, hog a seat next to them with their bag to stop anyone frrm sitting there and panhandle you for money due to being 'pregnant and has no accomodation' which translates to 'needing meth' and then gets upfront to each person to ask. I saw all of the latter last week.


You will be living that dream soon doing the 5km uphill r*&d ride to your pump track.

Woy Woy is truly a cultural high point for nsw, and a spot that generates so much reflective considerations...like "how the fuck did somewhere so picturesque end up such a shit hole?" and "why is everybody getting off at this station so miserable?"

The notion of shush is one that we could all benefit from.

And damn it if you need drugs, just ask!

 

[pink poodle]

Something truly petty!


I have swaggered down to my local Cafe. One of the owners is working the floor (they're a chef and normally don't) and there is a somewhat new staff member on the coffee machine. Now this barista is having a small emotional breakdown about the coffee machine not working properly (a common action in the industry by people who claim they can make coffee but don't actually know how to make coffee). The owner is in problem solving mode "have you adjusted it this morning?" and...well of course the barista doesn't know hoe, didn't want to move someone else's settings because they are mean, tears, sobs, the owner doesn't know how to do it either..."we'll just be a moment". Ummmmm...if neither of you know what you're doing, how about we get that customer to a table and then fuck around with the coffee machine rather than leaving me standing in the doorway at your wait to be seated sign? Once I am seated with a glass of water you can fuck around with the coffee machine.


Also...I got served the wrong coffee and it tastes like arse.

 

[dancaseyimages]

Something truly petty!


I have swaggered down to my local Cafe. One of the owners is working the floor (they're a chef and normally don't) and there is a somewhat new staff member on the coffee machine. Now this barista is having a small emotional breakdown about the coffee machine not working properly (a common action in the industry by people who claim they can make coffee but don't actually know how to make coffee). The owner is in problem solving mode "have you adjusted it this morning?" and...well of course the barista doesn't know hoe, didn't want to move someone else's settings because they are mean, tears, sobs, the owner doesn't know how to do it either..."we'll just be a moment". Ummmmm...if neither of you know what you're doing, how about we get that customer to a table and then fuck around with the coffee machine rather than leaving me standing in the doorway at your wait to be seated sign? Once I am seated with a glass of water you can fuck around with the coffee machine.


Also...I got served the wrong coffee and it tastes like arse.

Did the Barista have enough tattoos and make some 'art' in your froth at least?

 

[pink poodle]

Did the Barista have enough tattoos and make some 'art' in your froth at least?

Oh they had the tatts, the piercings, the funky hair cut...and the Latte art was still AWOL but it was obvious aanattempt was made. It actually isn't very hard to pour a heart, in fact it is as easy as pouring the milk in (unless you're into that pseudo milk...). I've also noticed the size and scope of McCafe produces a huge amount of unemployed baristas aged just too old for maccas to want anymore. These folks sit at a point on the incompetence vs confidence matrix where it would be better to employ someone who had just flipped their burgers or worked a cash register.