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- Nobody folds fitted sheets. Make it about the same size as the top sheet you just folded and tuck all of the elastic in.
- Every time I’m at a stop sign turning left and you’re approaching on the cross street from the left and you turn right on my street without alerting me of your intention to do so with a turn indicator so that I don’t have to wait for you to obviously commit your vehicle to the turn before I proceed, Satan chips off and eats a little bit of your soul.
- If he had “one man to beat,” then how was he gang-tackled?
- I don’t want to SEE ATTENDANT FOR RECEIPT. Part of what I enjoy about paying at the pump is not interacting directly with anyone. If you tell me SEE ATTENDANT FOR RECEIPT twice, I’m done with your gas station forever.
- Extreme couponers should have to wear the “slow moving vehicle” triangle on their backs when they’re in the grocery store.
- Contemplate the absurdity of using a computer to ask me what a word means.
- You are blocking considerable field of view taking photographs at the event with your 10″ tablet. Will you please stop doing that? Hey, guess what? Even a $100 camera will take better pictures.
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I purposefully sit in the front row of the back section (excluding the handicap section) of movie theaters to avoid being able to see someone texting during the movie. It never fails that some jackass, who does not appear to have any physical handicap sits in one of the few sparse chairs in front of me and texts. 99 times out of 100 I go to the Monaco, which has a bar in the theater (this comes in to play later).
I went and saw “Lone Survivor” this past weekend. It was an awesome movie! But go figure, after the lights have dimmed, they played the “If you text you’re rude, if you talk on the phone you’re obnoxious, if you record the movie it’s illegal” PSA and now we’re in the second preview (The new Captain America movie), when the guy right in front of me still has his phone out and turns it back on.
I give him the benefit of the doubt for a few seconds to see if he’s just silencing it or something. He has an iPhone, so I know for a fact there’s no need to use the touch screen to silence it (one of my favorite features of the iPhone hardware that is often overlooked as one of the few real “one-ups” the iPhone has over most serious competitors), but let’s see where this goes… He turned on the screen, punched in a stupidly short 4 digit code, *boom* facebook.
Without even hesitating, I lean forward and say “Could you turn off your phone please? It’s rude.” He turns around and scowls at me for a second then says “You just had to ask…” to which I reply “I just did”
He turns it off, sits and stews for a few seconds then gets up and leaves the theater temporarily. He’s there with what I assume is his son who hasn’t gotten up, so I’m sure he’s coming back. My guess is he went to go complain about me… but I can’t imagine he has any solid ground to stand on. I asked him relatively nicely (I said please), and I reminded him of what the PSA had already said, he was being rude.
His best bet was that he potentially smelled bourbon on my breath… But guess who served it to me…? The Scene Bar (the bar inside the movie theater). On top of that, we were in one of the Prive theaters, so alcohol is actually allowed, though I had just had a pre-movie drink, I had nothing with me in the theater.
He came back, never said anything. No attendant ever showed up. Movie went on, and it was friggin awesome.
But f*$k that guy. And the 100’s of guys/gals that are surely to follow in his footsteps. If you sit in front of me and turn on your phone’s 300-600+ lumen screen in a dark room… it will piss me off… and I will say something. Actually I’ll say exactly “Could you turn off your phone please? It’s rude.” Every time. I’ve rehearsed it. I’ve done it numerous times. Just don’t do it.
I’ll usually let that, or excessive whispering, go all the way through the previews. I tighten the screws in a hurry when the movie starts, though.
I would like it if all drivers learned the rules of 4 – way stops. My blood boils when I’m waiting behind someone who’s having a face off with another person and neither will commit to moving their car. “After you.” “No, no, no, after YOU.” Arghhh!
Oh, yeah. Exactly. You are not permitted to cede the right of way, and I generally won’t. The only exception I’ll make is an uncomplicated letting someone into stop-and-go traffic from a side street.