I hate it when you'll open a door for a stranger (because you're the person that's nearest the door and you're both going through) and they glare at you. For fucks sake. I don't know you, but I just made your life a tiny bit easier. Smile or nod or say thank you. I'm not going to mug you or try anything on or start trying to be your friend. I just opened a frigging door and let you through first. Have some dignity.

I hate it when someone leads their dog up your garden path and lets them poo on your garden path.

That's all I've got this morning. Apart from that, the world's been pretty good to me lately.

I hate when someone pulls a boneheaded maneuver on the road, cutting you off or otherwise endangering you, and you beep, and the other driver flips you off. In what kind of magical world are they living where I'm the asshole for beeping?

grapefruitmoon, do you work at a Starbuck's? I'm not judging, I'm just curious & have a question for you if you do. If you don't want to blabber about this in thread, email's in profile.

Also, I hate it when people mix and match pronouns to the detriment of readability. Sorry. It's 5:40am.

I live in the south, where, despite protestations of the etiquette guides otherwise, men in the business community are expected to hold doors for their female colleagues, let women on and off the elevator first, &c. I have no problem with that practice, but for fuck's sake, don't elbow past me like you're fucking entitled to be the first one on the elevator. Sometimes it's crowded, and it's just not practical to let you on first. And you know what? A 'thank you' now and then would be nice.

I don't mind people holding the door open for me when I'm right behind them. But for the love of god please don't hold the door open for me when I'm a whole flight of stairs behind you. I will make you wait and you'll be pissed off.

Which I guess makes me rude. I hate it when I'm rude.

Here's rude for you - a monkey at the gym (side note - he still wears those tight shiny gym shorts, shudder) will farmer blow his nose into the wastecan by the free weights rather than walk to the bathroom for tissue. Makes me want to haul off and kick him square in the nuts.

Oh, god, people on buses. People standing on crowded buses wearing big-ass backpacks who are incapable of computing the trajectory of said backpack when they pivot around, hence smacking seated people in the face. People sitting on crowded buses whose apparently believe that their backpack (or purse, or bag of groceries) paid its own fare and hence is entitled to its own seat. People who demonstrate their macho by standing instead of moving back and taking a open seat, and hence block the aisle so no one else can move back and take a seat. People who stand in the back-exit stairwell and force anyone trying to disembark to squeeeeeze past them. God, I will be so happy when it's spring and I can bike to work again.

Rude? I'll tell you rude:

People who pull into the drive in lane of fast food restaurants at lunch time, and proceed to place 8 orders, each on seperate tickets, and each non-standard, for all their co-workers back in the office from which they were sent. And then check them all, and sort out the change, and put the change for each order in the associated sacks, and write the co-workers initials on same. And then ask for extra napkins, condiments, and plastic ware. And then remember that they had coupons, and want to use them, and change the orders they've already got, so that they fit the coupons they were supposed to use. And want to speak to the manager, through the drive in window, when they hear that they can't use out of date coupons, anyway.

While 3 cars behind them, the clock on my dash rolls round and round, and the lunch rush crew from the fast food restarant hit the parking lot, on their way home.

I wonder how much extraneous gas is wasted by people waiting in line at fast food drive-throughs?

Dammit, I didn't mean extraneous. Too early for me to wrap my brain around anything.

Try wrapping it around some pineapple chunks - tastes great at luau parties and conserves precious, strategically valuable bacon at the same time.

I wonder how much extraneous gas is wasted by people waiting in line at fast food drive-throughs?

Probably quite a bit. I turn my car off while I'm waiting which drives my wife crazy.

Had a great encounter with rude this morning. I (a pedestrian) needed to cross a one-lane, one-way, heavily-trafficed street, so I slowly made my way into the crosswalk, clearly signaling my intent to cross. One woman blew her horn at me as she sailed by within inches, then, OOPS!, she had to stop, due to a light at the next intersection.

I yelled something about my having been in a crosswalk, and she rolled down her window and yelled back "What crosswalk?" I explained that I was referring to the sets of white parallel lines crossing the street at every intersection, to which she replied "Well, I'm not from around here, so I didn't know." I said, "Well, now you do." As she rolled up her window, she exclaimed "You didn't have to be rude about it." So--she almost runs me down, and blows her horn at me about it, and I'M rude?

Buy a dog. Don't train dog. Leave dog to bark in yard 12 hours per day.

Rude ensues.

"Well, I'm not from around here, so I didn't know."

That's such a load of crap. I don't think I've ever been anywhere without crosswalks and pedestrians ALWAYS have the right of way--everywhere. Most motorists in most municipalities just choose to ignore that fact.

grapefruitmoon goes the other way around too...

It annoys me when I'm entering the building, and the receptionist, who is on the phone, gives me "Good Morning" and I just dart through the door and don't answer because I thought she was talking to the person on the phone, until I'm looking back and she's making that "Yeah, ignore me, asshole" face.

So I think we can agree on "Don't talk to me while you're on the phone. EVER."

Rude is the customer with the open flyer in front of them, asking the supermarket worker "What's good this week?" then dismissing any mention of sales items.
Rude is the customer who waits to be waited on at the special Butcher Cuts section, has his/her steaks idividually wrapped in freezer paper, then goes around the corner and dumps their stuff.
Rude is the guy who fills his pockets with pistachio nuts, then drops the shells on the floor (or in the refrigerated cases) as he meanders through the store, not buying anything.
And rude is the customer at the seafood counter, who can't decide what they want as you wait on them, then their cell rings. They hold up a finger to you to wait a minute while they take their call, step away from the counter, then have the nerve to glare at you when you take the next customer - and they're still on the phone!!!

qvantamon: I don't have a phone to be ON. But yeah, that's equally bad.

My basic rule in life when it comes to phones is that humans come first, ALWAYS.

And rude is the customer at the seafood counter, who can't decide what they want as you wait on them, then their cell rings. They hold up a finger to you to wait a minute while they take their call, step away from the counter, then have the nerve to glare at you when you take the next customer - and they're still on the phone!!!

This also happens to me five times a day. Only with coffee, not seafood. It'd be pretty amazing if seafood suddenly appeared at my workplace. And shocking. And probably horrible.