people who should die, #403, #404,

[verbicide]

Of course I hate telemarketing calls. They're annoying. They irritate. But the ones that really turn me into Bitch Queen of the Universe are the ones that call, with an Indian/Paki accent, sometimes they say "Salaam" and it's freaking obvious they're calling from a call center from the din in the background. They always ask for Mr. Cat. This makes me somewhat apoplectic with rage.

Also, they lie. This guy happily lied and said he was a friend. You usually have to pry their name out of them, and they never mention that it's a company. They're hoping to get an FOB who's just delighted to hear someone from the MotherShip and have no problem exploiting it.

I'm usually hostile enough that it clearly startles the person on the other end. It's times like this that I regret not having the ability to reach through the phone and smack people.

Maybe my rage is a little disproportionate. I hate solicitation calls/spam enough as it is. But this type, where they start out lying to you in the hopes that you are mind-numbingly stupid or gullible genuinely offend me. Also, I think I've bitched about this before. But grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

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Thoughtless people with children. On the whole, I love kids. But people at the mall who think that everyone should patiently step aside while their kid toddles around in their way or takes 5 minutes to step onto the escalator drive me crazy. I have sympathy for people struggling to quiet a squalling baby. I have sympathy for people who make an effort and by extension teach their kids some manners and social behavior. But, gah. All the idiots run free in the mall.

Comments

[lietya.livejournal.com]

wow. That's not a telemarketing problem that I have, but it'd sure send me incandescent.

ditto about the thoughtless people with kids. An hour in the mall today and I have a wicked headache from the screeching (and, really, what is UP with letting a 4-6-year-old LICK the displays?!).

[artemis77.livejournal.com]

EWW EWW EWW - LICK the displays???? Germs... so gross. It's like the people that let their babies crawl on carpeted floors in public spaces... like hello, normal carpeting at home gets dirty, I don't even want to think of what's on PUBLIC carpets.

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

Seriously--GROSS!!!

There was this one kid lying face down, rubbing his face into the tile at the mall. No idea where his parents were.

People are insane.

[lietya.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah, totally. I can't imagine what the kid was ingesting - but it sure made ME want to go find some hand sanitizer.

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

That is seriously disgusting! I always leave the mall in a murderous rage. So nice to be at home with the quiet and the purring cat. Soothing. *sends you headache-reducing thoughts*

THOUGHTLESS PEOPLE WITH CHILDREN

[artemis77.livejournal.com]

I was fuming in Wal-mart because I couldn't walk down any aisle without having to move in some bizarre maze to avoid tripping on children (while their parents are being mindless consumers and not paying any attention to their crotchfruit).

Another reason I need to seriously stop shopping at Wal-mart (it's kind of my resolution).

Re: THOUGHTLESS PEOPLE WITH CHILDREN

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

Man, that sucks. When I go to places like Wal-mart or whatever, I almost take it as my penance that there are going to be shrieking brats having tantrums in the aisles, but in nice respectable stores, you'd think the parents would have some class. But noooooo.

[artemis77.livejournal.com]

Can I add one to your list? Mainly because I was going to post this but it seems to add on nicely here:

People who get their cars detailed so that they resemble race cars - with the stripes. WHY????

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

Okay, maybe I'm giddy from the relief of being home, but that made me crack up!

Hee!!

Also, people who don't know where they're going and sort of amble sloooowwwwllly in the middle of the path. When I don't know where I'm going, I step aside out of, you know, the path where people need to walk.

[rolypolypony.livejournal.com]

Or the people w/ like Acuras who emblazon the car's model name on the windshield??? Maybe if you have a Porche, that's _slightly_ understandable. But an Acura?? I mean, it's a good car and all, but c'mon!

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

There was this one weird trend in Oakland, years ago. It was the most bizarre and hideously deformed looking spoiler I've ever seen. People who do that shit to their cars utterly bemuse me!

[lietya.livejournal.com]

People who pimp out their cars amuse me, in general.

what totally cracks me up is the ones who pimp out an elderly *station wagon* with the flashy rims and the sexy paint job and all that. :) (It so totally screams "I got to borrow and mess with my mom's car"!)

[archaica.livejournal.com]

Hey, now.

[lietya.livejournal.com]

You didn't actually DO that, though! (And I'm talking a 12-plus-year-old station wagon. that sort of thing keeps cropping up in Springfield.)

[archaica.livejournal.com]

my hooptie would look hype with a couple stripes up the middle, yo.

OK, totally kidding, I would never do that.

[trtle.livejournal.com]

I was telling M about the time in Disneyland today *snort*

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

God. I've repressed most of that. Hisss.

[trtle.livejournal.com]

The image of you smacking the kid on the head is forever ingrained in my memory...I take it out and look at it on my worst days :)

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

Ahem :}

[archaica.livejournal.com]

Tell us the story!

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

Nooooooooooo. :)

[archaica.livejournal.com]

YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

Haaa!!!

[archaica.livejournal.com]

I GUESS YOU DON'T HAVE TO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO.

Monkey is trying to learn tolerance.

SHUT UP, YOU

He's still working on it.

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

Good monkey. *pats*