100%
And you needn’t be old to be grumpy about that stuff.
Just sat down and the TV show “Clean it, fix it” is on.
I totally get that DIY isn’t for everyone, but FFS give things a bit of a wipe over before showing the nation what a family of fucking mingers you are.
I know clean it is in the title, but fuck me have a bit of pride.
We have a cleaner that comes once a fortnight. On the eve of her arrival there is a frenzied tidy/hoover/cleaning session because we don’t want her to see what a titting mess the place is.
The missus not screwing the lid on a bottle of pop tight enough so it goes flat.
As soon as i go in the bathroom, someone else needs it.
The kids using my bar as a climbing frame.
The missus not emptying the water container on the tumble dryer.
The missus not telling me that the air fryer is hot .. i lean over to grab something near it and OUCH.
The kids toys that i stumble over and bruise my whole fkin foot!
The whistling noise of the boiler when it is in use!
The neighbours fkin drilling.
The neighbours in general.
My apparent irrational reaction to evrything.
We’ve definitely found the thread for you!
Chillax klopptinho!
I can’t help it!
Wind also pisses me off, i shut a door and a god damn breeze blows it back open a few millimetres, I have to get up and close it again ![]()
edit: Also something that really annoyed me the other day, speaking to a guy i know about football, I made a flippant comment about it feeling like Spain have never lost a football match, He doesn’t take it as a light hearted moment, instead goes into a rant about how they have lost games and that i am talking nonsense.
FFS ![]()
I read through a lot of this thread. A lot seem like sane rational human beings to me.
Your lucky here when a mistral is blowing if you try closing a door the whole house attacks you
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I’ d lose my head completely in that case. End up spinning around on the floor like homer simpson ![]()
I have almost been beheaded by violent doors when I have open or closed them. House is orientated North South which has it’s advantages but during the mistral is catastrophic.
I now have a system to reduce risks which was difficult to manage when I had teenagers around however now on my own it’s useful though time consuming.
I’m strolling to the finish line in concentric circles.
We have a cleaner that comes once a fortnight. On the eve of her arrival there is a frenzied tidy/hoover/cleaning session because we don’t want her to see what a titting mess the place is.
I can relate somewhat. My GF is OCD when it comes to a clean house. She works away for two weeks, which basically allows me two weeks of living like a man. So, no making the bed and arranging all the cushions like it’s a piece of art and as if someone is judging us from a different window. Dirty laundry actually gets the chance to lie in the basket and I am quite content that the 10 toilet rolls in the bathroom are now 8 - you never know when an emergency may occur.
Anyhow, She will tell me during the week that she will be back Friday afternoon, but will then message me first thing Friday morning telling me she has left and is on her way. Cue me running round like a mad man. Vaccum in one hand, mop in the other. Washing machine crammed so full the drum has trouble spinning, attempting to multi task by cleaning the bathroom/shower whilst actually showering. I mean this has only been going on for 4 years, I really should have learnt by now ![]()
I’m really fucking grumpy today.
Started with the football, but now it’s everything.
And it’s too hot.
And my elbow is still hurting, nearly six months after the break.
And I can’t say anything because the Missus has toothache, which is obviously worse.
And anyway, it’ll be my fault for not resting enough or something.
Did I mention the football?
Coupled that you are likely to lose the POTY title when it’s up again for votes in 2 months time. Bad times.
I’m planning to resign anyway. It’s too much hassle with all the constant parties, interviews, groupies and free champagne. How I long for my previous life of obscure mediocrity…
We are planning for 115 charges against your abuse of the POTY status.
Jealousy always stalks the greats.
Don’t you possess a comprehensive body of irrefutable evidence to prove your innicence. ![]()
Who knows? The rigours of the superstar lifestyle are so demanding. Constant debauchery takes a toll.
Yeah, having so much s*x, different positions, many times.
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