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I lent my Halfords pro 150 piece set to my dad a few years back, he doesn't own a single tool but had a delivery job taking some shelving down in a shop so begged me to borrow it. I was just going to send him out with one of my old spare sets of sockets out of the drawer and a pair of adjustables, but without a rail to put them on. I was worried he would only come back with half of them or not have what he needed (the job was 200 miles away) so I told him to take the whole set so he could make sure all the spaces were full packed up.

 

The bellend opened it up the wrong way up in the middle of the shop scattering sockets everywhere. He was in a rush so rather than actually take time to look for the bits, he swept what he could see into a carrier bag and dropped the lot back off on my doorstep that night. I put the thing back together and I was missing about 20 pieces,  odd few 3/8th torx bits, 10,12,13mm 6 sided deep sockets, the 3/8th ratchet etc etc and a load of other useful sockets. Sods law that he didn't lose a single one of the imperial sockets that I have only ever used once and will never use again..

 

Since I bought my kit about 10 years ago they have changed the design of most of the bits slightly, so even if I did have the desire to try and replace all the missing pieces, they wouldn't fit in the fucking case anyway. It's all a moot point cos there's that much missing it would cost the best part of £100 to get them all, and the kit wasn't much more than that to start with so I'm left with a more or less useless socket set. To him "theres only a couple of bits missing it'll be right" but I suppose that's my dad for you.

And that was when I stopped lending any tools out.

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Small, insignificant grump, but.....

 

Today I popped to the Job Centre to sign off, I have a months work starting tomorrow. The Job Centre have a very small car park next to the site where they are based, everyone crams in there and park like complete and utter cunts. I spot a huge 2/3 car space beyond some shitley parked cars, I can't get passed the cars and next to the spaces is some fencing, so the only way into the space is to jump back on the carriagway, go around, come back and grab the space as fast as can before the carriageway gets busy.

 

I do this, pull onto the pavement carefully and start reversing into the space as when I'm finished I'd rather not revers out onto the carriageway. As I do, 2 chav girls are walking up and one starts mouthing at me shouting; WAT DU U FINK UR FOOKIN DOOOWIN?

 

Seriously, what the fuck does it look like I'm doing you fucking slack jawed yokel? What's it to do with you anyway? Fair enough I'm on the pavement, I need to park somewhere safe and the fucking carpark is rammed, use your eyes you stupid bag head.

 

It really often makes me wonder how the hell people get like this? When did they think it was Ok to be rude to a complete stranger? Why get involved in something that's got fuck all to do with you?

 

Really.

 

... their mothers shagged their own brothers so as to make sure the DNA machine went haywire, on J Kyle Show   :-P

 

 

TS

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Oh and a secondary grump stemming from the above one -

 

I no longer class spending an hour laid under a vehicle at the side of the road getting covered in oil, then having to fuck about decanting all the oil into some container to drive it ten miles to the tip "a good way to save £15"  so I take my cars to a mates garage for a service instead. Plus, he gets them up on the ramps and has a good look at all the stuff that I really can't properly examine while on my back with bits of rust dropping in my eyes. I still "enjoy" working on vehicles, but there's no fun in dropping oil out of anything.

 

So when family members ask if I will service their car, I now just tell them to take it to the garage because that's what I do with my own stuff now, but they all seem to have got unreasonably arsey with me about it.

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I lent my Halfords pro 150 piece set to my dad a few years back, he doesn't own a single tool but had a delivery job taking some shelving down in a shop so begged me to borrow it. I was just going to send him out with one of my old spare sets of sockets out of the drawer and a pair of adjustables, but without a rail to put them on. I was worried he would only come back with half of them or not have what he needed (the job was 200 miles away) so I told him to take the whole set so he could make sure all the spaces were full packed up.

 

The bellend opened it up the wrong way up in the middle of the shop scattering sockets everywhere. He was in a rush so rather than actually take time to look for the bits, he swept what he could see into a carrier bag and dropped the lot back off on my doorstep that night. I put the thing back together and I was missing about 20 pieces,  odd few 3/8th torx bits, 10,12,13mm 6 sided deep sockets, the 3/8th ratchet etc etc and a load of other useful sockets. Sods law that he didn't lose a single one of the imperial sockets that I have only ever used once and will never use again..

 

Since I bought my kit about 10 years ago they have changed the design of most of the bits slightly, so even if I did have the desire to try and replace all the missing pieces, they wouldn't fit in the fucking case anyway. It's all a moot point cos there's that much missing it would cost the best part of £100 to get them all, and the kit wasn't much more than that to start with so I'm left with a more or less useless socket set. To him "theres only a couple of bits missing it'll be right" but I suppose that's my dad for you.

And that was when I stopped lending any tools out.

 

 

Bummer.

I loaned a Halfords set to a "mate" who opened it upside down in the middle of the scrayard. Most of the contents disappeared into the oily mud and that was that.

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^^^^ fatal mistake...right there...You should have arranged to be adopted at birth.. then (instead of 'being forgiving...') you could give hapless auld ba$tdd both full barrels "MY real dad wouldn't have ffedd me over like you.. you total loser!!!"

 

 

TS

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The chap in the 64 plate Volvo D5 which absolutely had to overtake me on that last stretch of dualled A120, even if it means performing the entire manoeuvre on the white hatching, even if it means going into the new 50 limit at 70.

 

And then finding yourself stuck behind the same lorry as me.

 

When we both turned off onto Steam Mill Road, and you nailed it (i know you did, I saw the black smoke), did it surprise you when the seventeen year old car behind you exactly matched your acceleration?

 

I'll bet our cocks are actually pretty much the same size.

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I lost a 10mm small bit from my Halfrods socket set and they gave me one for free!

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I overheard a horrible, croaky-voiced old bag at work last night tell a colleague that she was a real wild child when she was younger.

Hmm, so that might explain why you look like a white prune and sound like a 90 year old man with emphysema, you obnoxious old mutant.

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The chap in the 64 plate Volvo D5 which absolutely had to overtake me on that last stretch of dualled A120, even if it means performing the entire manoeuvre on the white hatching, even if it means going into the new 50 limit at 70.

 

And then finding yourself stuck behind the same lorry as me.

 

When we both turned off onto Steam Mill Road, and you nailed it (i know you did, I saw the black smoke), did it surprise you when the seventeen year old car behind you exactly matched your acceleration?

 

I'll bet our cocks are actually pretty much the same size.

 

We've had that problem when out in my brother's 900. It's usually Audi drivers who seem to fly into a rage of epic proportion when confronted by a turbo badge on the back of car made in 1993.

Twats!

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Oh and a secondary grump stemming from the above one -

 

I no longer class spending an hour laid under a vehicle at the side of the road getting covered in oil, then having to fuck about decanting all the oil into some container to drive it ten miles to the tip "a good way to save £15" so I take my cars to a mates garage for a service instead. Plus, he gets them up on the ramps and has a good look at all the stuff that I really can't properly examine while on my back with bits of rust dropping in my eyes. I still "enjoy" working on vehicles, but there's no fun in dropping oil out of anything.

 

So when family members ask if I will service their car, I now just tell them to take it to the garage because that's what I do with my own stuff now, but they all seem to have got unreasonably arsey with me about it.

That is really unfair. Familiarity breeds contemptand I am on your side. Call a family meeting and explain that you are sad that you days of being able to service their cars are over, and that you are going to spend a saturday showing them how to do their own oil change. See if they like crawling around in the mud.
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That is really unfair. Familiarity breeds contemptand I am on your side. Call a family meeting and explain that you are sad that you days of being able to service their cars are over, and that you are going to spend a saturday showing them how to do their own oil change. See if they like crawling around in the mud.

Without wishing to sound disrespectful Cobblers, your family and friends sound like twats.

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I see his point, though. If you keep doing stuff for people, for free, they get the right hump when you say "No".

 

You can't choose your family of course, but situations like this show you who your mates are, and who the users are.

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I used to charge the buggers (apart from mum) and then just made myself more unavailable.

 

Car repairs are now firmly residents of our house only unless the vehicle is interesting to me.

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Or offer your time for their time... For example if they want you to crawl around under their car for 2 hours then ask them to come round and dig your garden over, cut the grass or clean the house or run some errands etc etc for the time your working on their car...

 

If they say no to that and cant pay you either then that confirms you are just dealing with grade A ponses..

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When we both turned off onto Steam Mill Road, and you nailed it (i know you did, I saw the black smoke), did it surprise you when the seventeen year old car behind you exactly matched your acceleration?

Urgh, your car is old it must be slow. SLOW DOWN I CAN'T OVERTAKE YOU! Wankers. Xantia is surprisingly good at leaving people behind if you want it to and the occasional old-diesel-cloud-of-booting-smoke very often makes them back off, I assume because they think your ancient car is about to explode in front of them or something.

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A mate at Salford had a 306 TD that looked like toilet but had received a bit of fettling. It had around 150bhp and would stay with the majority of tick diesel rep-mobiles easily. Many priceless moments on the M602 were had.

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Christmas cards 245mm in length. Large letter stamp required for anything over 240mm. 

 

 

WHY SELL THEM IN THIS COUNTRY FFS 5MM OVER

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Christmas cards 245mm in length. Large letter stamp required for anything over 240mm. 

 

 

WHY SELL THEM IN THIS COUNTRY FFS 5MM OVER

Solution? Fuck sending Christmas cards.

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Not sent a single card this year (or last!) and don't intend to. Mind you, I've not recieved any either apart from one from Dogs Trust who always get the dog I sponsor to write me a lovely letter and card. He's got remarkably good hand(paw)writing!

 

I used to do lots of work on cars for family/friends and they were always round needing something. Where the fuck were they when I broke my back and WE needed help? I still used to get asked to 'have a look' even though I was on crutches/in a wheelchair, one twat even wanted my wife to do it for them... with me supervising!

 

Todays grump: had to go to the chemists to pick up my LOAD of drugs to last me over Christmas. Half of them missing. Chemists adamant they hadn't recieved the script so sent me next door to the Doctors. They show me it was sent days ago. Back to the Chemists.... and so on. Finally, the woman from the Doctors went to the chemists herself to sort it out. An hour and a half later they hand me a bag... with two thirds missing as they have no stock!

Posted

Massive fail..I have just put my mobile through the washing machine.
It is now in pieces on the radiator.

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Two grumps for the price of one.

 

1 - Dropped my phone, smashed the shiny stupid glass like bit on the back. Still works but pissed me off anyway.

 

2 - Schoolrun parents. Don't know why it upsets me as it isn't even my house but.... its a small village with a narrow road and parking at kicking out time can be difficult but why on earth do some people think its completely ok to stop in the middle of the road / park in other peoples driveways / park over people drives and generally just be selfish cretins.

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^^Presumably the same parents who clamour for kid-spaces at Tesco and 10mph limits near any school.....

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why on earth do some people think its completely ok to stop in the middle of the road / park in other peoples driveways / park over people drives and generally just be selfish cretins.

 

Someone parking in my drive would result in me blocking them in, them pretending to be out for a few hours. They wouldn't ever park there again.

 

Infact, I know someone who did something very similar when they lived in a school road, and the ill parking mum went mad by all accounts and threatended to smash up the residents car, to which she replied 'Go on then' I will just pop inside and grab my camera'  LOL!!!

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Feckless overproducing morons, you mean?

I don't think very much to this post.

 

I don't suppose my 3 kids would like it either.

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I don't think very much to this post.

 

I don't suppose my 3 kids would like it either.

 

But are you feckless? If you're not, then don't worry. The comment wasn't aimed at you.

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Yet another insignificant, minor grump, but something I need to get off my chest;

 

Car parking, specifically car parking at work.

 

I seem to be increasingly being sent to places where you cannot park onsite. My latest (temporary) workplace has quite a few parking spaces, yet only half of them are filled, mostly by up-thier-own-arse management types. I nearly walked out after finding that I wasn't allowed to park onsite. Somehow, my unhappiness at this seemed to turn the desk lady around and she let me in the parking site for the day. But I know tomorrow I'll need to find parking outside like some worthless moron.

 

Parking my car is a real fucking sticking point, I've really tried my hardest to shove this feeling off, but it always comes back and rubs me up the wrong way, particularly when I get some feckless twat telling me that I "can't park onsite" which to me roughly translates as; you're a worthless moron doing a shit job, be thnkful you've got a job, now toddle off and move your car elsewhere where we can't see it. FFS, since I started driving I've never had a bastarding driveway! Always parking on the fucking street :angry:

 

I know that sound stupid but really, I cannot help it.

 

Also, once again, I'm under threat of loosing my car storage. This just gets better :|

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I'm just the same about parking... and I'm getting worse! My current grump about parking is I live close to the end of our road and every bugger from the next street over parks here so we (I) can't fucking park!

 

I'm seriously considering getting a 'disabled' space but the council want £330 for the previlege and it could take up to a year to be implemented! Some days, I just don't go out in the car 'cos I'm afraid I won't be able to park when I get back, and that is just stupid!

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