Pure anger at stupid things...
October 30th 2007 15:04
I've been noticing things lately. Things that annoy me. Things are annoying me more and more, not just annoying things, but things that shouldn't annoy me. I'm going to be a bitter bastard when i grow old.
As Alan Partridge once said, 'people, it's people, they just annoy me'. I'll start by saying i'm in the library, doing 'work', as in, i'm bored and have nothing to do, so a new blog it is. Yesterday, monday, i played poker, as i do each week. Last night i lost a lot of money. I won't go into it anymore here, but needless to say, i left the poker-room an angry, short tempered young man.
Firstly there were two polish people on the bus home dicking about with their ringtones and speaking...polish probably. Not realtones, but the old, monotone, loud, high pitched rendition of some classical movement. The glint in my eye and the twitch in my eyebrow subsided as i got off the bus a stop early. I decided to go to sainsbury's and get a small bottle of Vodka and some donuts. I needed drunk and tasty treats.
Sainsbury's are enjoying great success in their policy of slowing phasing out plastic bags, encouraging people to bring their own. In the cue in front of me there was a man, who can only be described as a travelling Australian, staying in a hostel. Quite old, strong accented, he began, VERY slowly, to put his food in to his backpack. A big backpack that really wasn't needed for the trip to Sainsbury's. I considered asking him where he had just been hiking, and thought better of it, biting my lip.
After he had packed his things away, the lady asked him if he had a nectar card, which for you people who are clueless, is a sort of reward card. No hidden agenda's, no fees, you pay for your food, you get points on your nectar card. Totally free. So when he said, no i don't, i don't want people to know what i'm having for breakfast.
"WHAT?!"
I said that. Outburst. I didn't stop there though...
Calming my voice down, i pointed to his credit card, which he had just put into the slot to pay for his food and said, 'you REALISE that you've just told everybody who cares about what you spend money on, what they need to know. Within minutes (raising my hand and pointing at him) people in your home town could know that you've shopped here, right!?'
He smiled. In a patronising way.
ANGER.
I faced away from him, as if i didn't, some donut's may have been thrown, pre-purchace, it wouldn't have been a pretty sight.
So yes, last night i went a bit mental over nothing. It worked though, as i was happy as larry this morning, AND i had to wake up at 7am for Uni. So here i vent my anger, and be at one with the world once more. Lovely stuff.
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