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There's two people in my close vicinity at work (one an older lady on the other side of my partition) who do this. Drives me fucking mad. All day every day I have to listen to them parroting on about every little passing thought that enters their head. Or what's on the front page of the evening express. We all know what's on the front page of the evening express! Travellers and snow! It's the only thing that's ever in the evening express.

On a similar note there's a girl in the office here who can't read an email without whispering it to herself, or at least mouthing the words, as she reads it.

Drives me up the wall! :swearing:

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Fucking bastards.

When I lived in town, I got my wing mirrors kicked off a few times.

I also had my car broken into, and they nicked a broken washing machine out the back of it, that was left in there for the purposes of taking to a dump sometime. I thought "fuck it, nobody will break into my car to pinch a washing machine and have to carry the fucker up the road". I was clearly wrong. I was quite satisfied knowing that some minky little fuckers had busted their balls nicking a washing machine to then find out it was completely fucked.

TWO FUCKING WEEKS later, I was sat at work and my mobile phone wrang. This was Grampian Police informing me that my window had been smashed on my car. Bastards. That's one aspect of living in a city I really don't miss.

It seems to be mainly the city centre. When I lived up beside the hospital, or Bridge Of Don, or Kincorth or South Anderson Drive, my cars never got touched once, but since I moved to Crown Street I've had it broken into, and had it scratched up in the space of a year. Really getting sick of living in the city centre for a plethora of reasons, not least my FUCKING NEIGHBOURS, who are a fucking pet hate all of their fucking own. For the last two mornings I've had to come into work on the back of 4 hours sleep thanks to them.

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It seems to be mainly the city centre. When I lived up beside the hospital, or Bridge Of Don, or Kincorth or South Anderson Drive, my cars never got touched once, but since I moved to Crown Street I've had it broken into, and had it scratched up in the space of a year. Really getting sick of living in the city centre for a plethora of reasons, not least my FUCKING NEIGHBOURS, who are a fucking pet hate all of their fucking own. For the last two mornings I've had to come into work on the back of 4 hours sleep thanks to them.

Shit in a paper bag and post it through their letter box once a day until they stop.

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A paper bag is a needless peripheral. Angle your pirch to the level of their letterbox and just push it right through. It'll get caught a bit in the bristles. That'll be difficult to clean.

That's a risky strategy for many reasons.

  1. You might misjudge and end up with shit down your legs
  2. There's a far bigger chance of getting caught by passers by
  3. What if someone opens the door as you're mid-shit

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The fact that my computer screen at work faces the door to the office so anyone walking in can see what I am doing and I am constantly having to minimise recreational websites (well, maybe not constantly because I am usually working very hard).

There is a door from the other offices opposite our door which both lead to the entrance/exit. Someone opening that door causes our door to blow open a bit so I usually have enough of a warning that someone is coming. However, sometimes I get the warning but nobody appears because they are not coming in here, they are leaving the building.

The false alarm is somehow the most annoying. How fucking dare you interrupt the flow of my post on aberdeen-music when you're not even coming into the office?!. (watching them exit the car park) Yeah, that's it - get the fuck out of here you fucking slacker!

Other false alarms include other members of staff making sudden movements or rising from there desks. The boss gets up (MINIMISE! is he coming over here? is he? Where you going motherfucker?), walks over to the printer instead. Oh you fucking cunt!

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The fact that my computer screen at work faces the door to the office so anyone walking in can see what I am doing and I am constantly having to minimise recreational websites (well, maybe not constantly because I am usually working very hard).

There is a door from the other offices opposite our door which both lead to the entrance/exit. Someone opening that door causes our door to blow open a bit so I usually have enough of a warning that someone is coming. However, sometimes I get the warning but nobody appears because they are not coming in here, they are leaving the building.

The false alarm is somehow the most annoying. How fucking dare you interrupt the flow of my post on aberdeen-music when you're not even coming into the office?!. (watching them exit the car park) Yeah, that's it - get the fuck out of here you fucking slacker!

Other false alarms include other members of staff making sudden movements or rising from there desks. The boss gets up (MINIMISE! is he coming over here? is he? Where you going motherfucker?), walks over to the printer instead. Oh you fucking cunt!

The best bit about this is, from any sort of distance, they'll have absolutely no idea that you're on a website you shouldn't be. It's just text and boxes, like any other website.

I do this too though. I don't get any warning at all in the situation I'm in at the moment because our door is always open, and my monitor faces the door. I don't really care that much because I don't think they'll know what website I'm on. I make a point of only looking at hardcore porn when I know nobody else is in the building.

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People at the supermarket using the self service machine when:

They have a trolley full of items

or

They don't know how it works and spend ages weighing loose onions etc.

or

People with a fully trolley, and not knowing how to weigh their loose bloody onions.

In fact I think it should be like Cracker Jack, if you can't hold all the items without a basket or trolley, then go to the attendant tills..

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Do you drive? The train will get you from Glasgow to Falkirk in around 40 minutes.
5 on 'I need to drive as part of my job' please, bookkeep.

You better give him a fiver.

Yes, I do indeed drive to work because I actually do need my car when I'm there. Even taking the train probably wouldn't cut time on a normal drive by the time I get to the train station from my flat and also walking from the train station to the office.

As a Social Worker I'm all over the place, not just in the one wee bit where our office is.

Yesterday was just a freak situation! Never been delayed that long before.

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