The grumpy thread

[eddyramrod]

Went to a car show today.  Not only that, it was free admission. Took wife, dog and picnic in the Tacuma.  So where's the grump?

 

Two and a half sodding hours of crawling up what passes for coastal A-roads round here behind a series of camper vans and other general tourists, fighting road works and broken-down vehicles on blind corners.  Oh but wait....

To come home I decided to nip over to Carlisle (yes, we were that far up) and get on the motorway, thus cleverly avoiding all the aforementioned hazards on the coast roads.  Made a slight error of judgement on a roundabout and popped the front left tyre.  OK, that's fine, I'll put the spare on.  It's a spacesaver.... ok, doesn't matter.  Boy are these nuts on tight!  So tight, I broke the wrench.  So I phoned my mate who had also been at the show, and eventually he was able to find me, and fortunately his wheelbrace fitted.  Job jobbed.  Finally got home about 10pm, and tomorrow I will have to go out and buy a new tyre as the scrap one was part of a set I had fitted less than a year ago.  And no, I won't be using Black Circles.

[dugong]

Can someone explain how Dropbox is supposed to work?

 

I'm sick of it cocking everything up and breaking. Everyone is astonished when I tell them how bad it is - it never, ever works with my kit. My Samsung S5 won't talk to my computer (you can see the directories, but they're blank), so I tried to get Dropbox to sync photos on to my machine.

 

Nice theory. Out of 1100 images, it decided to import 349. No, Dropbox, I need them all, not just the ones you deem appropriate.

It's making my S5 run like absolute shit so I've uninstalled it.

[maxpower]

Dear line of dirt that refuses to go in the dustpan, please fuck off.

 

Hoover?

[Bucketeer]

<<  The hoover was meticulously decommissioned by hammer after one FTP too many.

[michael1703]

Dear line of dirt that refuses to go in the dustpan, please fuck off.

 

You need a coke head with a rolled up note

[Taff]

Cats are incredibly clever. Not only do they make you their slave but they convince you to enjoy it as well.

Bastards.

 

Hundreds of years ago, cats were revered as Gods. The cats have never forgotten this.

[Richard]

Cats are incredibly clever. Not only do they make you their slave but they convince you to enjoy it as well.

Bastards.

 

Still holds true if you substitute cars for cats.

[hairnet]

fuck you word doc that wouldnt align right so it made sense

 

steam powered pc here cant attach printer to

 

went to library (swerved the local one) - been all poshed up and glass front and redeveloped theatre and cafe and shizz

 

the town hall that attached to it even the extension they have a plaque for says extension was done in 1960

 

they have the new fangled thing so you can scan yer own books etc

 

their dell pcs are worse than mine - took the full half hour to find out how to print the feckers off

 

ctrl p?? oh no 14 steps first and couldnt amend paperwork as i wanted so one of the paragraphs its wrapped the next lines text onto the sentence above

 

fuxake - having a brew now to calm down - also the cistern in the bog broke at 4am this morning - and while throwing water down the bowl doesnt bother me- the 50 quid itll take to fix i dont mind shit happens fnarr - the not getting back to sleep pisses me off as ill prolly fall asleep at 3 o clock

 

upside i go on holiday for a week next tues extended it cos i felt like it

[Negative Creep]

Turns out the radiator hsa gone on the 406 and will cost £200 to replace. Because my knee is now really painful I can't walk anywhere, and will have to risk driving to the docotrs tomorrow with a bottle of water just in case. At least that's the first thing that's actually broken in 11 months, which for an old French car isn't bad

[ruffgeezer]

First call from the advert in the window of the Berlingo; "What's your lowest mate, it ain't mint..."

 

Apparently my price was too high for him. He was after chipping me £250 on an £800 car... No thanks!

[danthecapriman]

Grump/rage 1: speaking of cats, I went out to work this morning, when walking past the Mercury I noticed a few patches of paint and chrome showing through the expensive outdoor cover it's got on it at the moment. On inspection there's some dirty paw marks on the cover and the cat has clawed into the cover and ripped it open trying to get onto the car! Fucking animal is dead if I ever catch it!

Some other tossers cat has just cost me the thick end of £200 by doing that!

 

Grump 2: at work I go into our store room to get a four wheeled trolley/truck type thing out for a job tomorrow so I can fill it with tools and drag it along to where I'm working some distance away from where the van has to park. Great idea and it'll save my back carrying all that shit too.

Open the door and some complete selfish twat has snapped a wheel off and completely crushed and smashed the trolley (somehow!?) then buried it under a load of other crap. And then not bothered to tell anyone it needs fixing or replacing. Cunts!

So now I've had to waste my time (when I should of been doing other things) fixing it and then taking it home and using my own mig welder to reattach the wheel. Ridiculous.

Why not say something if it's broken so something can be done about it before it's needed again and becomes a problem? Or is that asking too much!

[Skizzer]

^ Proper grumps, those.  Wouldn't want to be that cat if you find it today.

[trigger]

My cat pissed me off last night, I opened the front door to let him in before i went to bed and he comes charging in and up the stairs which was a bit odd for him, i then hear him snorting and growling, so i go and check on him, he's only got a sodding mouse in his mouth cue me and the dog chasing him around the house, then he drops the mouse (in the house) so there's then 3 of us chasing this poxy mouse around the upstairs landing.

 

It then runs into the bathroom and behind the toilet where we can't get it and i think it went behind the built in sink unit where the hole is for the waste pipe, I haven't seen or heard it since so I'm hoping it's managed to get out, i didn't need that at 2 in the morning! 

[Pillock]

We have a system. The cat knows it doesn't get let in unless he stands on the back windowsill to request the door being opened. He has to meow, which shows open mouth, and the door is opened. If he doesn't open his mouth, he doesn't get let in.

 

This is a result of clearing up squirrel internal organs from the carpet, and chasing birds around the house too many times.

[danthecapriman]

Has anyone tried those high frequency cat scarer things?

Thinking about trying one of them, screwed to the wall near the cars. Might be a better choice than a shotgun!!

[AlabamaShrimp]

Fucking sky Internet! It's been on and off all day again. Wankers haven't bothered to ring back the last time I wasted my time doing pointless shit with the wires to appease them. I can't ring them now as I'm a cock and will start ranting.

 

Both times its gone off I've been playing a game online and the twat doesn't save so it's been 20+ minutes wasted

[Skizzer]

I've been playing a game online and the twat doesn't save so it's been 20+ minutes wasted

 

Sympathies, that's very annoying.  I am slightly chuckling at the idea that time spent playing games online wouldn't otherwise count as wasted, though.  (Not that there's owt wrong with that of course.)

[Station]

Hire truck with tail gate to pick up Starion carcass in North Essex, fill the tank, spend 7 hours through M6 and M1 roadworks with sat nav saying ETA 7.30 with no allowance for further roadworks. Had to turn back as they had already closed! £180 down the shitter.

[plasticvandan]

10 mins before going home,about 6 or 7 pikeys invaded the little industrial industrial where I work,very intimidating and quite unsettling.we and my boss being the only unit still open,and were frantically trying to go into lockdown due to us being a pickup truck accessory supplier! I ran for my c90,already had kids swarming round it,I'm chaining it to my fucking desk tomorrow!

[andy18s]

We have a system. The cat knows it doesn't get let in unless he stands on the back windowsill to request the door being opened. He has to meow, which shows open mouth, and the door is opened. If he doesn't open his mouth, he doesn't get let in.

 

This is a result of clearing up squirrel internal organs from the carpet, and chasing birds around the house too many times.

Of course,the other point of view is that;

The cat sits on your window sill and demands that you get up and let him in NOW !

And you oblige.........

[Pillock]

Yeah, he thinks he's winning. But we get to check for furry/feathery things first, so it works for us.

[red5]

Stupid Frenchâ„¢ steering racks, track rods/track rod ends. Chose one - they're all shit. Shit design, shit fasteners and shit access. Designed by shit people working in a shit factory for shit bosses who live in a shit country for shitters.

 

Ah shit.

[Station]

On the A5 last year, we saw a cat squirming in the headlights before I went over it. It bounced around under my car for five long seconds before it went cart wheeling behind the car. The car in front had hit it and it was having a fit or was in the death throes. Experience had me aim within a split second for the middle of the car. I tried convincing my mate it got up after and just ran off into a bush, but it was obvious it was very dead after that.

I can't stand cats, I think they're awful creatures, but I'll never forget the soft thumping noise of that poor cat doing the electric boogaloo beneath my car. Fortunately it was in my Volvo, anything else and the ride height would've completely annihilated it.

 

When I was younger a bloke down the road had a yellow Commer van. He ran over a dog and I remember it dancing round for a few seconds underneath before shooting out completely unscathed!

[jakebullet]

I thought I'd seen it all with grunting ebay mongs, but no, something new today.

 

They've bought 2 different sets of valve caps, and they're complaining they do not match. I am to arrange a courier to collect them at once and replace with matching ones or they will be most miffed.

 

Hmmm. One set is 16mm. The other set is 15mm. (different dice ranges). Just like it says in the item listing. You can have as many sets sent as you like, but they're always going to be a different size 'cos, er, they're a different size.

[Ghosty]

I had to go to Mother Ghosty's volunteer workplace today to help her lift some plant pots as she has a bad back.

Where's she parked?

 

 

For fuck's sake, woman. There were dents in the damn thing before she even bought it, and she still cossets it like it's brand new. Doesn't even drive it properly, it's a real chore getting her up to 70 on motorways.

She cares far too much about that sodding Bini - I can only touch the passenger door, radio (CD player not included), my fan vents, electric window switch and seat, anything else and I DIE. This also goes for Old Man and it's a real PITA to do jobs on the car as he's not allowed to drive it - if he has to do anything on the driver's side then mother dearest insists on attending and generally getting in the fucking way.

Can't touch all the fan controls, door lock button, spare key, the boot release button (only one on the car as the other's on the keyfob - MG thinks it's fragile as it broke not long after we bought the car - it's five years old...)

No remotely dirty shoes allowed, no trousers that have been in the vicinity of my bikes, and loose hairs have to go out the window (and this is coming from a woman who flat out refuses to use hairdryers and hairbrushes for no reason). When arriving home she always stops blocking the pavement at the top of the drive and throws me out - I'm not allowed out on the drive in case I hit the door on the wall.

 

She's this bad around the house too, refuses to use her hands for anything remotely dirty - she never touches the front door but pushes it with a foot/the end of a key, and uses her foot to open a 3" tall bin, wearing the same slippers she uses to go out to the bins. All sorts of shit like this - and nothing can be questioned as there's no response, no explanation for any of it.

 

I made the point that other people have to use the bin she opens with her feet and she just got annoyed. I'm right, but she won't admit it (see also: lots of things, I think). 

My mum has some sort of problem and it absolutely boils my piss, even more so that she's offended by the idea she does, and won't get help.

Old Man takes her side so I can't even complain to him.

 

Yes my mum's a lovely person and she cares about me etc, but she has zero common sense and is generally a bit of a fuckwit.

 

Oh, and speaking of mental health, local services are failing me again. 

I sent an email to the person I saw this time last year and got a cursory 'we've been very busy' reponse and was offered an appointment a week later (that doesn't quite add up does it?).

Autism specialist - after it seeming likely last year that I had Asperger's, I've now been told 'I'm not sure if you have it or not - I'll let you know when I know the likely outcome but a full report will take a few weeks'. I asked if he could help with my anxiety issues but that's not his field, try the GP.

Sigh... I'm starting to think I'm genuinely just having a shit time of it, and it's all side effects, I have no idea any more. 

[NorfolkNWeigh]

Grump/rage 1: speaking of cats, I went out to work this morning, when walking past the Mercury I noticed a few patches of paint and chrome showing through the expensive outdoor cover it's got on it at the moment. On inspection there's some dirty paw marks on the cover and the cat has clawed into the cover and ripped it open trying to get onto the car! Fucking animal is dead if I ever catch it!

Some other tossers cat has just cost me the thick end of £200 by doing that!

 

Don't be too quick to blame a cat, we bought a new safety net for our trampoline earlier in the year and were pissed off to find sections of it ripped down , we blamed the cat, I don't like the fucker anyway, so happy to blame it and it's wanton vandalism.

Until early one morning ,about 3 weeks ago I could hear a tearing sound in the garden, I looked out and there was a squirrel systematically tearing the net along the seams. Didnt appear to be taking any bits away,he'd just decided to rip it up,next doors greenhouse was all that saved him from an air rifle pellet in the head.

[nebuchenezer]

I had to go to Mother Ghosty's volunteer workplace today to help her lift some plant pots as she has a bad back.

Where's she parked?

 

 

For fuck's sake, woman. There were dents in the damn thing before she even bought it, and she still cossets it like it's brand new. Doesn't even drive it properly, it's a real chore getting her up to 70 on motorways.

She cares far too much about that sodding Bini - I can only touch the passenger door, radio (CD player not included), my fan vents, electric window switch and seat, anything else and I DIE. This also goes for Old Man and it's a real PITA to do jobs on the car as he's not allowed to drive it - if he has to do anything on the driver's side then mother dearest insists on attending and generally getting in the fucking way.

Can't touch all the fan controls, door lock button, spare key, the boot release button (only one on the car as the other's on the keyfob - MG thinks it's fragile as it broke not long after we bought the car - it's five years old...)

No remotely dirty shoes allowed, no trousers that have been in the vicinity of my bikes, and loose hairs have to go out the window (and this is coming from a woman who flat out refuses to use hairdryers and hairbrushes for no reason). When arriving home she always stops blocking the pavement at the top of the drive and throws me out - I'm not allowed out on the drive in case I hit the door on the wall.

 

She's this bad around the house too, refuses to use her hands for anything remotely dirty - she never touches the front door but pushes it with a foot/the end of a key, and uses her foot to open a 3" tall bin, wearing the same slippers she uses to go out to the bins. All sorts of shit like this - and nothing can be questioned as there's no response, no explanation for any of it.

 

I made the point that other people have to use the bin she opens with her feet and she just got annoyed. I'm right, but she won't admit it (see also: lots of things, I think). 

My mum has some sort of problem and it absolutely boils my piss, even more so that she's offended by the idea she does, and won't get help.

Old Man takes her side so I can't even complain to him.

 

Yes my mum's a lovely person and she cares about me etc, but she has zero common sense and is generally a bit of a fuckwit.

 

Oh, and speaking of mental health, local services are failing me again. 

I sent an email to the person I saw this time last year and got a cursory 'we've been very busy' reponse and was offered an appointment a week later (that doesn't quite add up does it?).

Autism specialist - after it seeming likely last year that I had Asperger's, I've now been told 'I'm not sure if you have it or not - I'll let you know when I know the likely outcome but a full report will take a few weeks'. I asked if he could help with my anxiety issues but that's not his field, try the GP.

Sigh... I'm starting to think I'm genuinely just having a shit time of it, and it's all side effects, I have no idea any more. 

There is a condition that affects older women in particular and manifests itself as excessive worrying - my mother has it and it used to drive me insane with rage over the complete randomness of it all - example: New Years Eve 2014, father not allowed to have a drink because mother is worried that he will get stopped by the Scottish police for a passport check as they drive north home from brothers house...

 

Eh?

 

Now that I understand the condition I can deal with it although some of the more excessive worries still irk me.

[oldcars]

Has anyone tried those high frequency cat scarer things?

Thinking about trying one of them, screwed to the wall near the cars. Might be a better choice than a shotgun!!

Yes they work. I have one for the garden as the local cats used it as a toilet, not ideal when the wee one was playing. Bit dear mind.

[MarvinsMom]

my mam used to get on my tit end all the time with silly niggly things like that.

 

I solved it by moving out.

 

I don't see very much of them even though their house is maybe a mile from mine, and we don't talk much on the phone either. we never ever where what you would call close.

 

I find that this arrangement works very well for everyone!

[vulgalour]

Was going to be playing with old cars today.  Instead I'm babysitting Blake-dog who thinks he's a horse** which is no fun for either of us.

 

 

 

 

 

**got the trots.