Please note this blog entry contains a LOT of swearing. If you take offence to swearing then you'd better leave now.
I've gotten into a really ranty mood this evening due to outside issues, so I've decided to go through some of my big pet hates in this life.
Before I start, I will define my high use of the world fuck in this blog by showing you a video that shows that fuck isn't actually a bad word.
1) Friends that treat you like shit. Infact, there is one person in particular who has left me livid due to her childish fucking attitude. I really want to launch into a rant at this person so they know just what a shitty friend she has been recently, but I know that would only cause more issues and I would probably lose this person as a friend, and despite their MANY flaws, I don't want to lose this person as a friend. Afterall, I do see this person on a regular basis, so it's probably best if you get on with people you see on a regular basis.
When this person wants to be, she is a good friend, but the problem being that she doesn't seem to want to be a good friend and is so self involved sometimes that every conversation we have is a negative experience.
This person is someone who I cared about (notice that I used the word "cared" rather than "care") and someone who I came close to considering family, but the way this person has acted in recent months has left a really bitter taste in my mouth. This person has had a really negative effect on me and now I'm having trouble deciding whether I love or hate her. I hate that I love her and I hate her because I love her.
I'm just sick of people like this, people who live in their own little bubble and don't care about anyone but themselves. You sit there and listen to them talking about shit that you have absolutely no interest in, but as soon as you want to change subject, they just don't want to talk anymore, and then they have the nerve to call you a bad friend. I'm sorry, but you're calling me a bad friend when all of our conversations are basically you moaning about shit that doesn't matter, well FUCK YOU.
2) Queue pushers at train stations. So yeah, we've been waiting an hour at the train station but yeah, go right a-fucking-head, get on first. You've been stood on the platform a whole twenty seconds so you obviously need a seat more desperately than those that have waited. It's amazing how the queue system is used everywhere except for trains. When it comes to trains, it's almost like "it doesn't matter when you got here, I am getting on this train before you."
3) Whenever I'm on a coach, I always turn up early to make sure that I get the seat that I want, or at least a seat that is reasonable. What completely fucks me off is when people turn up with two minutes to go when the coach is near enough full and ask people if they can go and sit next to someone else so that they can sit next to each other. I'm sorry, but why the fuck should I move away from my friends and sit next to someone I don't know just because you two didn't turn up until near enough when it's supposed to leave. If you think I'm going to do that then you obviously over-estimate my powers of giving a shit.
4) People who don't fucking indicate. I know it's not a major thing but it does drive me crazy.
5) Motorcyclists who drive like cunts and then blame cars if they get knocked off their bikes. Yes, I'm sure it was the car driver's fault that you were weaving in and out of traffic, or driving well over 100mph on a 30 mph a road, or not to forget cutting up traffic, squeezing in gaps that you can barely fit into or the many other incidents where motorcyclists drive like a kid on crack. Don't claim innocence when motorcyclists who keep to the law seem about as rare
6) You know when you're walking down a street, someone comes around the corner and walks directly against your line of walking, despite having the entire path to choose from, and then expects you to be the one to move for them? Twats.
7) People who walk down the cycle lane when the normal walking path is right next to it. Again, this is nothing major but there's a picture of a bike on the path FOR A FUCKING REASON!!!! Now, with some girls that I see walking in the bike lane, it might actually be right for them to be in there because they look like they get ridden more times than Sea Biscuit, but for the vast majority, YOU ARE NOT A FUCKING BICYCLE, GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY.
8) Religious people. Now, before I start, I would say that I don't mind people being religious, it's just not for me. My gripe with religious people is that some of them, and I do stress SOME of them, throw it in your face and try and force their religion on you. Now, you may be religious, fair play to you, but being religious or not is my choice, not your's. Jesus died for my sins, did he? Well that's very prosumptuous of you to say that. How do you know that I have sinned? Surely that is a very blanket term and you can't put everyone under that umbrella. How the fuck do you know what I do in my private life? Don't stand their preaching when you know precisely fuck all about me.
And that's just one religion, don't even get me started on the others.
9) Football fans, or to be more precise, the fuckers who try to claim they're just football fans, turn up to one or two games every three/four months and only cause violence. "Fans" like this just completely fuck me off. You're well into middle-age and you want to go to <insert random team> to start a fight, how fucking childish. What are you actually going to achieve other than looking like a cunt? And then the worst thing is that you, with your one game in three months, think you know more about the team than those who go on a regular basis.
and finally.....
10) People who talk during the film in cinemas. We don't pay <insert price> to listen to you talk to your friends. When I go to watch a film, I don't want your shitty, ill-informed commentary on what is going on because your twat of a boy/girlfriend doesn't understand what's going on. Why not wait until the film is over for fuck sake. How hard can it be to sit there in silence?
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