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I just don't understand...

People who don't update their websites. I'm looking for a Physio and someone recommended a practice that a friend used to work at so I had a look at their website. A) They say he still works there (he hasn't worked there for over 6 months) and B) They spelt his name wrong and C) They don't use capitals for Suburb names. Eeeek!

I hate that, too! It happens in my organisation, too.
It's a huge bureaucracy, which makes it worse, because everything happens in silos.
 
It's only optional when creating the most perfect female form in the history of human kind. And quickly fixed, muts. My VP really needed the hug. Cancer biopsy was benign.
Sweat be damned. Hugs all round I say.
 
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It's only optional when creating the most perfect female form in the history of human kind. And quickly fixed, muts. My VP really needed the hug. Cancer biopsy was benign.
haha sorry wasn't a dig at you, but it did remind me of people on public transport who think 3 days in the same shirt in summer in peak hour is a ok
 
haha sorry wasn't a dig at you, but it did remind me of people on public transport who think 3 days in the same shirt in summer in peak hour is a ok

Oh, lawd! I feel your pain! Revolting!

(Too many exclamation points?)
 
I don't understand:

- People who just stop walking in the middle of a walk way, with no consideration for anyone else.
- Groups of people who walk together, slowly, so other people can't get past.
- People who seem to think deodorant is optional - it's not.
- When you've been waiting in line to order food, then the person in front of you (who has been waiting for a while as well) still hasn't made their mind up by the time they get to the counter, asks the person 25 questions about the food, then takes ages to find cash/their keycard!
 
The other day on the train to work a guy decided to cut his toe nails and flick the cuttings onto the floor.
No, that's a line that is being crossed in no uncertain terms. Did anyone say anything or was the possibility of being smashed in the face with a fistful of clippings too great? Not sure at all of how you'd address that sort of thing.
 
No, that's a line that is being crossed in no uncertain terms. Did anyone say anything or was the possibility of being smashed in the face with a fistful of clippings too great? Not sure at all of how you'd address that sort of thing.
No-one reacted at all. It was so weird. No-one said anything and he didn't even act like he was doing anything wrong. Maybe people were too scared to say anything.
 
No-one reacted at all. It was so weird. No-one said anything and he didn't even act like he was doing anything wrong. Maybe people were too scared to say anything.
In this day and age for all of our bravado in standing up for ourselves, when it comes down to it, we just can't do it. Being scared for all sorts of reasons is valid but ineffective. I can honestly say that I'd be silent too.
 
In this day and age for all of our bravado in standing up for ourselves, when it comes down to it, we just can't do it. Being scared for all sorts of reasons is valid but ineffective. I can honestly say that I'd be silent too.

That kind of behaviour, which is totally outside the normal conventions of social behaviour, usually means some kind of mental or social maladjustment. Toenail clippings are disgusting, but I wouldn't call the police.
 
Do tell!!!
Once I was waiting to use the train toilet. There was a guy in the toilet for ages. He came out and he was all hot and flustered. Lets just say he was pleasuring himself in the train toilet and left evidence of this over the toilet seat. I nearly vomited!

Then back during my uni days I sat next to a middle-aged man once who spent the whole train ride reading fat porn. A porn magazine dedicated to obese women.

I would say at least once a week I have some creep rub himself against me on the train into the city.

Oh and I once caught a guy trying to take a photo up my dress as well!
 
Once I was waiting to use the train toilet. There was a guy in the toilet for ages. He came out and he was all hot and flustered. Lets just say he was pleasuring himself in the train toilet and left evidence of this over the toilet seat. I nearly vomited!

Then back during my uni days I sat next to a middle-aged man once who spent the whole train ride reading fat porn. A porn magazine dedicated to obese women.

I would say at least once a week I have some creep rub himself against me on the train into the city.

Oh and I once caught a guy trying to take a photo up my dress as well!

OMG! That is revolting! Im sorry you had to deal with that!
 
I don't understand why advertisers think women get a full-body clean from caressing one shoulder and smiling.

I also don't understand why it's advertised in tampon ads women all run to burst fire hydrants and then dance around them in glee.
 
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