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

PH: Wind, its wrecking things in the garden and mine reminds me of sprouts and its not even yet

Right now? Pliny, and all things inter-connected with the difficulty in writing and updateing and analysing entries. It's doin' me head in, I tell ya!

I think I have probably said this before but it happened the other day and it does wind me up.

People who arrive at a pedestrian crossing after you and press the button.

Now, I suppose I could be rather absent-minded and have forgotten to press it, but it lights up when it's been pressed! Why do they persist in pressing it again? Is it just something hard-wired into the human race? "There is a button. I must press it."

And in a similar vein, people who press the button at crossings without looking to see if there is actually any traffic coming, leaving the green man to do his job when there are no pedestrians to be seen.

Deb

People who stand at the crossing, scowling at the endless stream of traffic and...

Don't.
Press.
The.
Button.

Argh! It's not difficult! If there's a button and the traffic stretches away as far as you can see then bloody well press it! I guarantee that simple action will enable you to cross the road a lot sooner!

Oh, and the people who keep pressing the button as if that'll make the lights change faster.

drivers who don't stop at zebra crossings, see those lines on the road? they mean something!

The idiots who park in cycle lanes - probably the same people who shout at cyclists to get on the pavement

Taking stuff out of the washing machine......in particular my childrens clothes!
I have two small girls and my wife seems to want to fill the machine with all their socks and pants in one go, so when I have to empty the thing it turns into the worlds most frustrating game of pick up. I grab a t-shirt and about 73 tiny pairs of pants and or socks will spill out onto the floor.
I hate this!

Put the washing basket under the door. Problem solved

I've tried this but it never catches everything and it just happens when I take stuff out of the basket too!
Grrr

I married a Cornish girl, who for some reason calls the washing basket a flasket. I'm not sure if this is a Cornish wide thing or just a family thing (as all the women in her family do too).

Ah, the crap that collects in the plughole... ARGH.

Yep. Cornish.

PP

drivers who don't close up to the car in front at a traffic light (especially the third one I hit on my way home which is green for a nano second)
CLOSE UP! then more than one car can get through at a time, and the two sets of lights further back down the road don't get clogged up with people who timed it wrong, thus blocking people coming across the junction...

~*~Oh, and the people who keep pressing the button as if that'll make the lights change faster.~*~

Ditto.

The new chip shop up my street, with its really weird opening hours. It seems to open for about three hours a day, which has never coincided with me wanting to use it.

PH: Scruffy herbuts that leave their polystyrene trays on the benches in our village seating area.

Its there for the community, has a little plaque commemorating one of the villages historical entrepreneurs, planted out nicely with good access and good sizes litter facilities

These herbuts come from the local chippy, shovel their food down as if they haven’t eaten for days, swill it all down with a can of Coke, burp then walk off leaving their rubbish behind.


’s that all they are

Let's extend that to litter in general. Granted there isn't always a bin handy but in that case - take it home!

I think I've mentioned this more than once - sometimes I have this little fantasy that I have magic powers and can make litter dance behind it's dropper squealing "You forgot me! You forgot me!".*

Deb

* No, actually, I'm quite sane!

When I was young my mum drilled into me the 'take your litter home' thing. So sweetie wrappers and whatnot went in pockets.

Mum quickly learned to check my pockets before putting my clothes in the wash.

I recently saw one idiot throw a bottle out the car window as he was pulling into his drive