The grumpy thread

[Cavcraft]

wanted to go to a gig in a furrin cuntree

 

no problem - booked flight

 

went to buy ticket - only to find out its on at 3pm in the afternoon - WHY?!?!?!!!!!

 

flight gets in albeit 30km away at 4

 

theres no flight the day before

 

to change the flight if i could is 30 quid to change (the return ticket cost 40)

 

fucks sake

 

im going out to buy a cake and grumble like dungong

 

The English language is foreign to you!

 

Can't you go to the gig on your motorbike?

[alcyonecorporation]

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Supernaut]

The English language is foreign to you!

 

Can't you go to the gig on your motorbike?

He's already been to fucking Keith on his bike, that might as well be a foreign country!

 

 

If I'm not mistaken, he's coming from the distillery side of town, and the petrol station is just round that corner.

[JeeExEll]

He's already been to fucking Keith on his bike, that might as well be a foreign country!

 

 

If I'm not mistaken, he's coming from the distillery side of town, and the petrol station is just round that corner.

^^ Home of Chivas Regal, a rather fine anti-grump potion. A favourite of Hunter S Thomson. The Chivas I mean. Although there is probably a lot of Fear And Loathing in Keith too, especially in the pub on a Friday night.

[Supernaut]

I spent many a Sunday morning sitting in the back of the family bus (1984 VW Caravelle) trundling from Turriff to Keith, as my grandparents on my dad's side lived there.

 

Don't go there anywhere near as often these days. Mainly just pass through on the way further north.

[Guest Hooli]

Estate agents!

 

Not original I know but I went to view a place tonight & 'communal access' with a picture of a DRIVE actually means steps down into the neighbours garden & a gate in the fence. FFS!

[Conrad D. Conelrad]

Neighbours cast iron guttering just detached from their house and fell onto ours. Loud, so loud. 

 

Opened the back door and seen the smashed guttering everywhere. The uncharacteristically full food waste bin, which I was too lazy to empty a few hours ago, has taken a direct hit and exploded. 

[Supernaut]

Incompetency. How the fuck do some people function?

 

 

As part of my day-to-day stuff at my job, I sometimes need to return network switch modules to HP.

This is done through a lovely system where I just enter the support ticket number into DHL's special webpage for HP returns, and it generates a shipping label. All I need to do is seal up the box and stick the label on.

I then leave it in our reception office to get picked up by DHL.

 

I highlighted the last part, because this is where it all goes awry. I had two parcels to be picked up the other day. Apparently these ended up being picked up by TNT instead, because their driver was in for 2 parcels the same day, and our office staff didn't even question the driver grabbing the two parcels marked DHL.

This means that said driver would have scanned the numbers on the parcels that were clearly marked for DHL then ignored the fact they didn't work. Then instead of asking for the right parcels, they would have then re-labeled my DHL parcels, because they ended up at some random company elsewhere in the UK (where the TNT ones were meant to go), rather than at HP's returns centre!

Luckily, the completely unrelated company is shipping them back to me, so I can post them out again. It's still somewhat annoying that a thick-as-pigshit courier's inability to fucking read has resulted in several thousands pound's worth of specialist equipment winging its way up and down the UK pointlessly while the parcels they were meant to collect languished here, and my support ticket with HP is dragging on for far longer than it needs to.

 

Aaaaaargh.

 

It's one of these times where I just find myself thinking "How do you fuck that up? Hooooooooow?! It was literally spelled out in front of you."

[beko1987]

I used to work for TNT! The parcel division were always shite. Now I work for the company that was formed when the parcel division split from the rest of the companies, so no relation now!

 

We still use them for out stock shifting because favorable rates since all the staff are the same and they still fuck shite up! 800 pallets of stock got delivered to Perth the other week rather than Warrington...

[Supernaut]

800 pallets of stock got delivered to Perth the other week rather than Warrington...

 

Eight... hundred... pallets. Imagine the look on the face of the guy at the Perth office!

[beko1987]

Imagine the look on the person who had to sort its face! (which used to be my job but now isn't).

 

Its happened before, although usually with a pallet or 2.800 must have been a few lorries so red faces somewhere.

[chaseracer]

Which Perth, though...?

 

[beko1987]

Which Perth, though...?

 

Scotland luckily, well, luckily for them as they had to send men and trucks up to get it back as it was for a large top 5 client. Luckily our terms cover a second week of distribution and the client didn't notice.

 

Unrelated grump, eva won some coconuts from somewhere last weekend. They've been sat on the patio table all week. We decide to drill a hole and drink the milk. It came out like water, so I had a taste and fuck me it tasted rank. I resisted the urge to give eva a sip to avoid putting her off for life...

[tooSavvy]

.... Perth AND stores on 1st floor (no lift).. oh rofflz

 

TS

[cobblers]

I bought a 12v kettle off amazon for £12 so I can have a brew when I go away in the van tomorrow.

When it turned up, it said "boil time 20 mins" and I laughed, but I could just about cope with that.

 

It's been going for 90 minutes now and the water isn't quite boiled yet.

 

I should have just stuck with my instincts and gone overkill with the massive inverter and bean to cup coffee machine.

[robinmasters]

*POLITICS WARNING*

 

I am actually watching the no-content speculation live coverage program. Whatever your political views, discussing polls, guesswork, and brightly coloured graphs are absolutely worthless. 

 

Who's fault is this? It's me, isn't it? I should just stop watching. 

[dollywobbler]

*POLITICS WARNING*

 

I am actually watching the no-content speculation live coverage program. Whatever your political views, discussing polls, guesswork, and brightly coloured graphs are absolutely worthless. 

 

Who's fault is this? It's me, isn't it? I should just stop watching. 

 

I CAN'T STOP WATCHING THIS DRIVEL!

[chaseracer]

ME NEITHER!!!

[somewhatfoolish]

It's everyone who's watching's fault; I've scolded myself and told me to go to bed at 1am.

[dollywobbler]

Just one more result... or maybe two...

[Eddie Honda]

Wait up for Hastings and Rye. I reckon it would be worth getting the champers ready.

[jonathan_dyane]

My absolute limit is 2am...

[Eddie Honda]

Being a veteran of these things, I've made sure of the day off tomorrow, so doing a Lionel Richie.

[chaseracer]

You're dancing on the ceiling? 

[Brodders]

Amateurs! It's almost 3:30 am and I am still here.

 

EDIT: Anyone else still around?

[dollywobbler]

Yup. My constituency is having a sodding recount. Not sure why I care that much. It's either Lib Dems or Plaid, and I voted for neither in the end...

[DodgeRover]

Waiting for a delivery that was scheduled between 7am and 9.

No problem with that but I'm sat outside in the van as I can't start work till 8 because noise and neighbours

[Louise2cv]

Been waiting ages to meet a guy from the council, finally pinned him down to a date.

 

Turn up. 5 mins after meeting time passes, I check my emails. The bloody confirmation is stuck in drafts

 

A guy comes over to ask if I am ok. "Yes I was supposed to be meeting someone from the council but I have just realised the email hasn't been delivered" Guy: "Oh thats me. You must be Louise. Nice to meet you, can't stop now, bye"

 

 

Fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff...!

 

Bloody phone/fat fingers/dodgy internet/user incompetence or whatever combination of these things has ruined my morning.

[cobblers]

I'm sat at work helplessly watching on the CCTV as some scaffolders unload ten houses worth of poles and boards over the roof of my car on the street outside my house.

[Hendry]

I'm sat at work helplessly watching on the CCTV as some scaffolders unload ten houses worth of poles and boards over the roof of my car on the street outside my house.

 

At least youve got CCTV proof if one of them damages your car.