"Is it just me or is it really warm in here?"

I'm sorry but I think that a socially acceptable answer to the above question - when posed in the context of the workplace at least - should be:"No. No, it's not. You're just bloody fat. Do you see anyone else under a size 18 wandering around in a vest top in winter? No. No you do not. Now shut the window, switch off the air con and try not to eat a whole box of boiled sweets again today, eh?"

Let's talk table manners...

I'm one of those people who can't stand to hear people chew. There is one person, with whom circumstance regrettably dictates I interact with regularly, who chews insanely loudly. If I were to try and liken it to something then I think the closest I could get would be a toothless hippo lazily performing fellatio. The point here being; can these people actually not hear themselves? Are they not aware that while they're just savouring their werther's original everyone in a 10 mile radius can hear their saliva frothing around like a tsunami of aggravation? If they can't then I think society owes it to these people to tell them before they get banned from all picnic areas and fancy restaurants!

From annoyed to pretty friggin peeved

There's a post on here from May 2010, harking back to my student days (*sob* Sadly I'm a proper grown up now*) where I rant about missing a play. Perhaps it sounds a bit petty? But what if I point out that they were really good seats in a little theatre? In a play called 'Posh', which it turns out had Kit Harington in it. I could have been inches away from Jon Snow. This will never be okay.





*Should anyone ever read this who has yet to become a proper grown up, rather than a student in some form or other then my advice is this:do. not. bother. Once the fleeting novelty of office chic and stationery cupboards has worn off it is craaaap.

Wow...

So, yeah. It's been a while since I've posted on this. I've just been penting up all my rants and rages so if I remember I'll come here now and waffle on to cyberspace because, f*ck it, at this point in time I've nothing better to do.