We got the GISt of itGeographers.
Fucking arseholes all of them. Hated them as a teacher, hate them more as a data scientist. Just fucking agree on a map system and stick with it.
(Bit specific that one)
Worse at gigs. You find your space, great view of the stage, all is set... then some 6'7" oaf stands right in front of you just as the main act come on!When I'm at cinema or theatre & some one tall sits in front of me.
Worse at the cinema.People who talk all the way through gigs, if you're not interested stay at home.
Worse at the cinema.
People who film on their mobiles at games when a player scores, instead of celebrating the goal.
Makes you feel better though.Tutting at parents who are trying their hardest to stop their toddler having a tantrum, it really doesn't benefit anyone!
Makes you feel better though.
Worse at the cinema.
People who film on their mobiles at games when a player scores, instead of celebrating the goal.
I hate this, nobody seems to live in the moment any more, always trying to record stuff for Instagram or Facebook. I like having moments that are mine and mine only.
There's people who take all the different clips and mix them together to make a video of the whole show. Must take ages.i hate people recording in concerts, if its your favourite song why not just listen to it rather than watch it through your friggin phone! Do these people watch it back later or what??
I hate this, nobody seems to live in the moment any more, always trying to record stuff for Instagram or Facebook. I like having moments that are mine and mine only.
We all like masturbating, Marty.
Edit: important comma.
Or someone sits behind you and starts munching on some really noisy snack.When I'm at cinema or theatre & some one tall sits in front of me.
One guy I play with does that all the time, really shrill voice screaming GO FOR IT SHOOT when you're in on goal and being needlessly distracting, as if without the great advice you'd turn and play a raking backpass to your own keeper.
People being made out to be Martyrs when they've crashed stolen motor bikes or crashed them driving dangerously and died as a result.
Just be grateful they've not killed anyone else with their thoughtless actions.
Its all over the telegraph today about the lad on the quad bike. On the Binley road they put flowers out every yearwhere a kid on a stolen bike got killed 20 years or so ago.
Don't think the quad bike was stolen but the one on Binley road that they hold the annual vigil for was.Oh, was the quad stolen? I saw somebody died but didn't know it was dodgy.
I hate this, nobody seems to live in the moment any more, always trying to record stuff for Instagram or Facebook. I like having moments that are mine and mine only.
People who let their dogs shit on the pavement and walk off. It's usually old people I see as well.
There was a car smash at exactly the same place where the flowers were yesterday afternoon too! We were coming back later and there was about 20 people standing by the flowers and 4 motorbikes going up and down JHW but cutting across the roads instead of going round the roundabouts!Don't think the quad bike was stolen but the one on Binley road that they hold the annual vigil for was.
You see kids on Quads and off road bikes riding like maniacs around the streets and on paths all the time.
When you watch match of the day all you can see in the crowd are people on their phones the whole time. Load of bollocks. Same with gigs too, you will be able to find a much better version on YouTube, don't bother with the tinny shit you get on your phone and enjoy living in the moment.yeah
i went to safari in singapore last year and my wif ekept trying to record everything, i was like ffs you can view animal through a phone via youtube or whatever, just bloody watch it!
that said i do sometimes record penalties as you know it might be a moment to capture. but doesnt stop me celebrating at same time!
Yeah, there's always one. Had a guy like that on my 6 a side indoor team at Ryton, I was in goal and every fucking shot, pass back and goal kick he'd be squeaking useful instructions like SAVE ITTTT, TO ME TO MEEEEEEE, HOOF IT TO TEZZA!
On reflection, he sounded a lot like a loudmouth Alan Ball. Couldn't take him seriously, especially the rallying cry of WE CAN DO THESE, PIECE OF PISS, DO 'EEEEEEM!!
Great times.
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