minor things that make you fume


People who sing every word at a gig wearing a band t shirt. I didn't pay a hundred quid to listen to a failure from ep1 of Britain's GOT Talent.
Could be worse. I have a friend who, back in the 1960s, was a big Beatles fan. She went to their gigs to hear them play but often couldn't hear a note because of the screaming. She still sounds off about it today.
 
That car nearly run me over.
That nearly hit me.
I nearly fell over.
I nearly dropped that.
I nearly had one of them.
I was nearly sick.
I nearly lost my leg.
I nearly got struck by lightning.
I was nearly late.
I nearly died.

...
 

You get arrested just for saying you’re English these days. You literally get arrested and thrown in gaol, just for saying you’re English.
I literally had a cabbie 2 weeks ago bring me home from town thinking it's was acceptable to casually us the N word.

The stuff that was coming out his mouth was outrageous.

Not the first time it's happened either...cabbies see me covered in tattoos and think am their target audience.

They're wrong.
 
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Putting up a statue to Andy Murray at Wimbledon.
What happens if Jack Draper wins, or some other Brit?
Do they get a statue too?
I reckon statues should only be for folk who've died.
Like the Queen for instance.
 
I literally had a cabbie 2 weeks ago bring me home from town thinking it's was acceptable to casually us the N word.

The stuff that was coming out his mouth was outrageous.

Not the first time it's happened either...cabbies see me covered in tattoos and think am their target audience.

They're wrong.
Round my way, the local taxi drivers tell everyone who is unfortunate enough, that the Asian taxi drivers blow a powder in customers faces to make them fall asleep, to rob/ rape them.
I’m like ‘sound… busy today then?’
 

Another commuting grumble, on a packed train, doddery old hag sitting like she on her sofa spreading out over my seat, while she’s trying to read a broadsheet news paper.

Politely ask if she would mind trying to contain herself to her seat to give me a little more space to be met with sneering narky response about she is.
When I point out he legs are clearly on my seat, more huffing puffing.

Silly old cow is tiny too, absolutely no reason she can’t just occupy the seat she’s in.

Oh and of course she needs to spread her feet out because she’s got a massive bag between them that couldn’t possibly go in the over head storage.
 

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