Pet Peeve Monday, August 27, 2007
Have you ever tried to make your way down a grocery store/drug store/department store aisle only to find the way blocked by:
--a mother, one or more children and a cart?
--two fat women standing abreast and not moving?
Have you ever been driving down a parking lot aisle only to find your way blocked by one or more persons taking a leisurely stroll right down the middle of it?
Have you been walking down a sidewalk and had to walk on someone's grass or in the street because folks are just standing in the middle of the walk?
If you have experienced any of these phenomena, then you have come upon yet another thing that annoys me to no end. Why do people feel it necessary to block public passages? Get moving or move to the side!
UPDATE: Don Surber has a solution.
Two words: cattle prod.
Half detachment from the world, half rudeness. [don't know, don't care]
Posted by: Walter E. Wallis | August 27, 2007 at 09:57 AM
And no one exists in the world but them....
Posted by: Tully | August 27, 2007 at 10:39 AM
... and when they get in cars, they drive side-by-side down the road. Five miles under the speed limit.
Posted by: Rustmeister | August 27, 2007 at 10:57 AM
My number one pet peeve is when people get off an escalator and stop dead in their tracks to figure out where they should be going. Like there's no one behind them, right? Arghhhhhhhhhh!!! I want to run right over them! (The same is true for revolving doors and elevators.)
Posted by: Omnibus Driver | August 27, 2007 at 11:31 AM
Uh, yeah...me too. However, it is just not mothers and kids blocking the grocery aisle. But yeah, I know what you mean.
Posted by: c.a. Marks | August 27, 2007 at 01:44 PM
I don't like the stroller brigade when they spread out in the Mall walkways. Keep yourselves single file, ladies. I have places to be and shoes to buy.
Posted by: Stormy70 | August 27, 2007 at 04:05 PM
Many times at the grocery I've seen women walk away from their cart after moving it a foot or two to an already narrow part of the aisle, blocking it completely. I hit the jackpot one day when I encountered the same woman twice in one store.
Posted by: JimC | August 27, 2007 at 07:11 PM
... and when they get in cars, they drive side-by-side down the road. Five miles under the speed limit.
ON FREEWAYS. In the middle of nowhere. That's the one that makes me wistfully daydream of roof-mounted twin fifty's. Just as a warning mechanism. Really.
Posted by: Tully | August 27, 2007 at 07:13 PM
Tully: Heh. Looks like I hit a nerve with this one.
Posted by: baldilocks | August 27, 2007 at 08:18 PM
Or on transit buses, standing in the rear exit doorway, especially the 3' diameter belly boys, because there's nowhere else to conveniently park their bulges.
Go home, diet for a year, and then find a seat, blubsters.
Posted by: Brian H | August 28, 2007 at 04:05 AM
Going, going, going GONE ZO!!
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Posted by: J. Mark English | August 28, 2007 at 09:58 AM
Baldi: Oh my yes. There's a stretch of I-35 in Texas between Austin and Waco where if you can reach the speed limit you've set a record.
Posted by: Tully | August 28, 2007 at 03:19 PM
people who get in an elevator before those in can get out. first let the folks out!
Posted by: Anita | August 29, 2007 at 10:56 AM
Tully, we had to inform our family who live south of DFW, that we will never travel their way at Thanksgiving again. That is the worst interstate stretch in the country.
Posted by: Stormy70 | August 29, 2007 at 04:22 PM
Yeah, Stormy, I drive it several times a year. And the road itself's pretty decent--it's the traffic congestion and the truly lousy drivers.
At Thanksgiving? Ouch. Multiplied.
Posted by: Tully | August 29, 2007 at 05:21 PM
I just take shit out of their carts and if they see me I act like Im rabid and drool on myself if they chase me i use the cart as a barracade and high tail it It's fun and excersise !!!
Plus if youre overweight , like me It keeps yo from overshopping when youre really hungry.
Posted by: skinner | August 30, 2007 at 02:59 AM
Oh I forgetted to mention you take the shit out of the fat peoples carts and put it into youre cart { which has a sign on it saying GROCERY POLICE }, for instance some big fat blimp is giving into her fat little kids , PLEAS FOR 4 packages of HOSTESS HO HO'S WE all Know she will eat
2 packages herself , in the parking lot before she waddles her way to the car.. A grocery policeman must intervene ...
You snatch the HO HO'S and put them in your'e cart and politely say " you dont really need these do you CHILDREN ? " Do you want to end up a big fat sweat hog like your'e mom ??? " NO I THOUGHT NOT" Why dont you all just go to COSTCO and graise NOW ?
Posted by: skinner | August 30, 2007 at 03:14 AM
Skinner, how have you been?
Posted by: baldilocks | August 30, 2007 at 07:03 AM