h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

People trying to talk to you over MSN/Skype/whatever when you’ve clearly put Do Not Disturb as your status, and not taking no for an answer, therefore being utter assholes. I'm not even ‘on’ the damn thing at the minute, I'm trying to work!

So turn it off!

I ended up logging out of Skype, whoever it was was pissing me off that much. MSN isn't a problem, DND is respected. Skype? You take your temper to new limits at 2 in the morning. Rah.

Using sources to find out facts and figures and pure black and white data, when all the sources available are political rhetoric.

It's like a whole big sculpture of shaving foam the size of the Tower of Pisa, and all you want to do is to grab hold of the tiny pipe-cleaner framework of fact right in the middle holding the damn thing up.

Petty hate of the day: why everyone always asks what you *got* for Christmas, rather than what you *gave* and whether it was well-received.

I see what you mean; but wouldn't you feel a bit uncomfortable if someone asked you what you gave everyone?

Well, I just think the question "What did you get?" is more suited to a schoolyard.

Maybe "Did you have a good Christmas?" would be better... Otherwise, it's just comparing, again.

Yeah. And also people saying things like, "I got a load of old rubbish again". A little communication needed, perhaps? Maybe try to go a day without food or water and realise how much you're taking for granted?

Yeah. Right.

(But what did you get Malabarista?)

PP

Groob Roghan Josh

And after a day I would be hungry but I would *still* have all the rubbish.

Put lipstick on a pig and it's still a pig...look at rubbish while you are hungry and it's still rubbish.


...+1

Well find someone who'd by happy to have your gifts then and stop thinking the world revolves around pleasing you.

"And also people saying things like, "I got a load of old rubbish again". A little communication needed, perhaps?"

I actually think there's a lot of communication within that statement and it's not necessarily ungratefulness ...

I think that I am slightly fortunate, in that I have a small family and that they only get me booze, chocolates and biscuits. You can't go wrong with those And socks, of course. You can't have too many socks.

Diabetic chocolates are my petty hate. Someone (who's diabetic, too) bought me a huge box. The thing is, quite apart from the endless trips to the loo if you eat more than 3 in a sitting, the damn things still raise my blood sugar so I may as well have a few maltesers and be happy.

Deb

Can you believe that three days after Christmas I actually just had to go to the supermarket and buy deodorant?

Aren't you usually in the habit of doing so?

This must be the first time I've run out of deodorant in many moons, usually I buy in bulk when the supermarkets have it on special offer.

The irony is that usually the 'rubbish Christmas presents' are guranteed to include some kind of deodorant/shower gel/aftershave hygiene pack. But of course, the one time I could have done with it; I didn't receive.

Lesson is always be grateful for the 'rubbish Christmas presents' ...

My birthday present from my father this year included a *used* stick of deodorant Only half of it was still there

so that would be worse than the clock?