Things that irritate you.....

[PhireSide]

Whatsapp....
People sending messages like this:
Hey.
How are you ?
It's cold here.
What's your weather like ?
Enjoy your day.
FFS...... Now my phone goes off like a mad monkey because of 6 messages that could have been one. STOP IT !!

Also grates my cheese.

Like, can't you refrain from hitting the Send button until you feel you've said what you need to say? I've muted my Whatsapp for this very reason, I read them when I take my phone out my pocket. They can phone if it's urgent

 

[backstreetboy]

$*$$ RICA! Checkers can't RICA but yet they have a HORDE of sim cards to sell. Sure, they tell you they can RICA, but then you stand at the till hours upon hours and at the end RICA failed or they say it went through but it never did.

 

[HunterNW]

RICA, what a bunch of PooPoo. Rica at MTN for a simcard, went back 3 months later for another - AGAIN need all the RICA crap. So what did they do with all my previous info ? Just file it in the fcking dustbin ?

 

[Willie Trombone]

RICA, what a bunch of PooPoo. Rica at MTN for a simcard, went back 3 months later for another - AGAIN need all the RICA crap. So what did they do with all my previous info ? Just file it in the fcking dustbin ?

Reserve bank wants it re-done randomly, same as fica

 

[Lupus]

People who do not strap themselves in, who allow their three kids to not be strapped in either. Worst of all the car looked like it had already been in a prang or two sigh.

 

[Splinter]

Ok, what I mean is....You walk into the bathroom and two (or more morons) are just standing around having a meeting/discussion. You go into a cubicle for a #2 and they just carry on regardless.

Are you a shy ****ter?

 

[akescpt]

not following my natural instinct

 

[HavocXphere]

Ok, what I mean is....You walk into the bathroom and two (or more morons) are just standing around having a meeting/discussion. You go into a cubicle for a #2 and they just carry on regardless.

Thats sexist AF. How are the ladies supposed to attend the meeting?

 

[BeerIsNotGood...]

Also grates my cheese.

Like, can't you refrain from hitting the Send button until you feel you've said what you need to say? I've muted my Whatsapp for this very reason, I read them when I take my phone out my pocket. They can phone if it's urgent

Grates your cheese :0

 

[satanboy]

Are you a shy ****ter?

No, I don't give a ****...

Just irritating...this week I closed the cubicle door and let it rip...they soon left thereafter...morons.

 

[Kilgore_Trout_Redux]

Morbidly obese people in the workplace.

Next to me sits the human Jabba The Hut.

As broad as she is tall.

From the moment she waddles into the office - huffing, puffing and sweating from heaving her humungous hulk up the single flight of stairs it starts.

She then settles onto her chair and the chewing and nibbling starts. Fat, ratlike fingers shoving loud crunchy snacks constantly into her maw. Like a neverending greasy conveyer belt in a polony factory. The area around her desk is coated in a layer of wrappers, chip and cracker crumbs which has started attracting and and Christ knows what after the office lights go out.

Then comes the constant napping at her desk. Since her internal organs are being crushed under the weight of all that blubber her oxygen levels are so low her brain keeps shutting down. So she falls asleep and either her snoring, snorting and grunting or when she starts falling out of her chair.

 

[Hemi300c]

Idiots riding MX bikes, quads and road bikes in suburbs making a racket.
Idiots driving in suburbs with noisy cars, suvs and bakkies.

 

[akescpt]

Morbidly obese people in the workplace.

Next to me sits the human Jabba The Hut.

As broad as she is tall.

From the moment she waddles into the office - huffing, puffing and sweating from heaving her humungous hulk up the single flight of stairs it starts.

She then settles onto her chair and the chewing and nibbling starts. Fat, ratlike fingers shoving loud crunchy snacks constantly into her maw. Like a neverending greasy conveyer belt in a polony factory. The area around her desk is coated in a layer of wrappers, chip and cracker crumbs which has started attracting and and Christ knows what after the office lights go out.

Then comes the constant napping at her desk. Since her internal organs are being crushed under the weight of all that blubber her oxygen levels are so low her brain keeps shutting down. So she falls asleep and either her snoring, snorting and grunting or when she starts falling out of her chair.

And she does the same work as you. Interesting.

 

[Splinter]

And she does the same work as you. Interesting.

Calling emergency burn unit!

 

[satanboy]

Morbidly obese people in the workplace.

Next to me sits the human Jabba The Hut.

As broad as she is tall.

From the moment she waddles into the office - huffing, puffing and sweating from heaving her humungous hulk up the single flight of stairs it starts.

She then settles onto her chair and the chewing and nibbling starts. Fat, ratlike fingers shoving loud crunchy snacks constantly into her maw. Like a neverending greasy conveyer belt in a polony factory. The area around her desk is coated in a layer of wrappers, chip and cracker crumbs which has started attracting and and Christ knows what after the office lights go out.

Then comes the constant napping at her desk. Since her internal organs are being crushed under the weight of all that blubber her oxygen levels are so low her brain keeps shutting down. So she falls asleep and either her snoring, snorting and grunting or when she starts falling out of her chair.

:crylaugh:

Don't worry she will probably die soon.

 

[pinball wizard]

Morons that try and race you and even try and overtake in the frikkin office parking lot. Dip****s.

 

[Willie Trombone]

People who get off the plane after a 16 hour flight and run to the passport counter...
oh wait, that's me

Nothing like getting the circulation going after a long sit.

 

[Hamish McPanji]

Morons that try and race you and even try and overtake in the frikkin office parking lot. Dip****s.

You were driving like a grandma, be honest

 

[Kilgore_Trout_Redux]

And she does the same work as you. Interesting.

No.

 

[maumau]

Morbidly obese people in the workplace.

Next to me sits the human Jabba The Hut.

As broad as she is tall.

From the moment she waddles into the office - huffing, puffing and sweating from heaving her humungous hulk up the single flight of stairs it starts.

She then settles onto her chair and the chewing and nibbling starts. Fat, ratlike fingers shoving loud crunchy snacks constantly into her maw. Like a neverending greasy conveyer belt in a polony factory. The area around her desk is coated in a layer of wrappers, chip and cracker crumbs which has started attracting and and Christ knows what after the office lights go out.

Then comes the constant napping at her desk. Since her internal organs are being crushed under the weight of all that blubber her oxygen levels are so low her brain keeps shutting down. So she falls asleep and either her snoring, snorting and grunting or when she starts falling out of her chair.

Hahaha, well written