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Cancer. Always ruins my day
Can confirm, annoying as fuck
When a bug keeps flying by your ear but it’s too small and fast to swat away
Then you try faster and hit yourself. And there’s no-one to blame but that fucking insect.
Tribalist politics
Everyone already posted what I initially though so: Toxic positivity, the whole “no criticism allowed, only good thoughts” crowd. I’m not going to directly point fingers, but some instances on Lemmy have a severe case of this.
That’s funny, I would put that in like 5th place, and was going to say constant complaining. We had to go back to the office (hybrid if you want but at least 3 days a week they said) I expected some degree of complaints but the 2 men who sit next to me complain incessantly all day. All day.
Burgers that are too tall for my mouth. Don’t tease me when I’m hungry.
People stopping dead in the middle of a walkway
-especially while engaged on a device.
An itch that you can’t scratch for some reason.
Removed by mod
Long rambling voice mails. I promise I will call you back as soon as I am free and you can tell me all about it.
No matter how many times I tell my father that I will not listen his voicemails he still does it. Hi crackhappy. This is your dad. It’s ummm let’s see. Friday the 20th at about… 10:15 am. I’m here at the hardware store and I there is this tool I was looking at that I wondered you could help me get a cheaper price on. This tool is just like my dad used to use in 1954, with my uncle hap. Hap was a sailor in the merchant Marines in world war I, and the name of his boat was… Hold on a second I’ll get it. Oh right, it was the Jenny Marie. this is but a small sample of the voicemails he leaves
Do you ever listen to the end to see if he tied an onion to his belt? It would be hilarious if he was doing a bit from The Simpsons
When he dies you’re gonna miss that shit. I’d reccomend saving a couple of those voicemails.
That’s a good point. I have a few videos I’ve taken of us sitting and chatting by the pool in Bali, camping in the Sierra Nevada, christmas in St. Croix, and thanksgiving at my grandma’s house, but I think you’re right, I should save some of that super mundane stuff too.
Save those!
Unstable coffee shop tables. Just make them 3 legged and be done with it.
A cyst in your ball sack.
It gives you just a bit of a numb hurt that goes on all day long, and gives you all kinds of other bad thoughts and feelings on top, and all you can do is wait until it decides to go away after some weeks or months.
Microsoft.
Trying to sell a lie that’s clearly a lie.
Living below the local airport’s flight path. The Covid lockdown was just bliss how quiet it was.
Hello from Queens, New York where we are below two local airports’ flight paths.
aaaaaaaargh!
Touch screens in everything. Give me back the good old buttons and switches.
I don’t want to go to the third level of menus, swipe and then make a three Finger gesture. Often used features deserve dedicated buttons.
My touch screen in my car doesn’t even work anymore and that’s fine. I don’t need it, but the problem when it gets to summer time, the screen goes crazy and starts just hitting random buttons on screen and the prev or next buttons on my steering wheel stop working. The only way to fix it is do a completely reset of the radio. I hate that touch screen and wish I could figure out how to make just a simple display
