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People who don’t make tea in the office!

Tuesday, Sep 29th, 2009 by grumpngrind | Leave a Comment
Filed under: The Office | Tags:

Mr GrumpyFirst should I say that this post is NOT direct at anyone who doesn’t drink tea/coffee but people who DO drink it but just never make it.
My office only has a few people in it and there is one person who NEVER, NEVER, NEVER makes tea or coffee for anyone else, despite accepting it when others make the round.
Every morning and afternoon we have a tea/coffee round and it is basically left up to two people to make this.
Now I know that if you fill up the kettle and boil it and are making two cups then a third is not a big deal, and generally I would agree with you. But what gets on my nerves is that despite several indirect and direct remarks about the situation the guy still can’t get off his arse and make the effort!
The thing that really takes the biscuit (without a tea to dunk it in!) is that he justified his reasons as “I just get so into my work that I can’t drag myself away” - and again if that was the occasional excuse I would let it ride but I ask “is his work more important and time consuming than mine? - No
To top it all he is a smoker so, if his work was so bloody captivating how, I ask can he drag himself away to roll up the filthy weed, go down three flights of stairs puff his lungs full of cancer and then walk back up, pass the kettle and still have the cheek to accept a coffee 15 minutes later!!!

It is just one more example of the bad manners that have driven the good people of this country to become constantly annoyed by life - as this blog demonstrates.

If only people just made the tea maybe life would be a little better - after all its what this great country was built on.

Music Snobs

Thursday, Sep 17th, 2009 by grumpngrind | Leave a Comment
Filed under: Music, Uncategorized | Tags:

355156_grumpyI absolutely HATE HATE HATE music snobs!

Recently I have been waxing lyrical about Jamie T’s Chuka Demus track cos its bloody brilliant and the other day, one of my now less close friends said:

” Yeh thats good, but he’s gone a bit commercial. I’ve liked him from the beginning!”

Who the bloody hell cares if you’ve liked him since the day he was conceived on a cold drunken fumble between Mr and Mrs T (I do not base this assumption of fact - Mr and Mrs T may well have conceived Jamie in any number of ways)

The point is this, if I like a song/track/whatever does it make that pleasure any less valid because I may not have known their previous creations?

Does this Friend now think he has “discovered” Jamie T - if so why the hell didn’t he tell me about the album when he first listened to it- and not wait until I mentioned it!

And when people say stuff like “its too commercial” - if the Beatles are not the most commercial band that ever was I don’t know who is.  the only people who say S**t like this are music snobs who like to think that they are more knowledgable and cool than the regular radio punter, who discover their music through people who are paid to short through the endless tracks produced every month and pick the best ones!

so thats my little rant of the day (but you should check out Jamie T - he really is good)

Tagging Photos on Facebook

Thursday, Sep 17th, 2009 by grumpngrind | 1 Comment
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grumpy-little-fairy1Sorry guys I have not been posting for a while….. Actually very busy at work and watching the entire run of Sopranos (Which is ace!)

I am soooooooo over the over tagging of photo albums on Facebook.

If you put up 90 photos from a night out and there were only 4 people there of course there will be at least 30 pictures tagged of the same person!

But that person (me) may not approve of all the pictures - especially any where I may look something off the drink aware adverts, so please just tag one OR here’s a thought send me a message to say you have uploaded the album and would I like to tag any pictures of myself!

WOW! what a simple solution to a problem!!!!!

Also come to mind the endless pictures of people’s small children on Facebook. Is it not completely MINDLESS to ban parents from taking pictures and videos of their own children’s school plays when these parents publish 100’s of dull dull, dull pictures of their kids abd then tag them so EVERYONE can see them!

Again if you wish to share photos with people create a private album and send to your familly and close friends who care!

I do not have enough time in my lunch hour to shift through your familly stills - when there is hours of Farmville to be played!!!

Wild Animals at Night

Tuesday, Aug 18th, 2009 by grumpyfairy | 11 Comments
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Little Miss Grumpy FairyO.k. so I know this may be a bit controversial as we are a nation of animal lovers, but why oh why oh why do the wild animals in the city have to make so much bloody noise!
Last night, its not enough that the air is humid and sticky so its almost impossible to sleep, but just when I have dozed off what happens……. FOXES!!!!!
Now I don’t support fox hunting as a rule but urban foxes are a pest, and quite frankly if I was a farmer and had this sort of disturbance on a regular basis I think I would consider drastic actions.
The other night when I was coming home from a night out (it was about 10.30pm) I actually had to walk the long way round to my front door because a Fox was blocking my path and would not move.
So getting back to last night:
11.30pm: screeching, wailing, barking ear splitting noise from the foxes having a fight over the neighbours bins no doubt. (Which I may add the contents will be left to fester for a week until the bin men come!)
11.45pm: Shut Window to drown out the noise
11.48pm: open window, can’t deal with the heat.
11.50pm: local cats decide to rein act some sort of fox/cat version of McCartney’s frog song.
12.00pm: Shut Window and get fan (which makes my throat sore and my eyes dry)
12.30pm: Now wide awake read book
1.15pm: fall asleep
ZZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZ
5.30am: Strange noise sounds like a weird duck/goose sound. Later discover its mating birds alike to magpies or something.
ZZZ ZZZ ZZZ ZZZ ZZZ ZZZ
5.55am: Same noise again only they have now been joined by some friends. Even the birds have breakfast meetings!
ZZ zz zz zz zz zz
6.15am: The birds have woken the kids upstairs (I class these as wild animals)
z z z z
6.45am: Get up, can’t take it anymore and am now fully awake, have a sore throat, dry eyes and headache from reading late at night.
7.30am: Waiting for train, bloody bird S*its on my bag.
I do not make this up - this is 100% true as told!

Seriously one of the perks of living in London is that you should not have to encounter wild animals. If only they would get the message and spend the summer at their friend in the country like the rest of the middle classes and Location, Location, Location generation!

Don’t blame the young for binge drinking problem.

Monday, Aug 17th, 2009 by grumpyfairy | Leave a Comment
Filed under: Drinking, youth of today | Tags: ,

Little Miss Grumpy FairyOk Now I would not have liked my first post to be a put down of a fellow grumpy, but as like most things in my life - the best laid plans never go right so here what has bugged me today…

Another blog site for Grumpy Old Men (yes there seems to be quite alot of you out there) has posted a blog about teenage drinkers:

So our streets are awash with drunken louts, vomiting, urinating, fighting and just being a bloody pain in the arse. Lets face it England is peopled by moronic knuckle scrapping oiks, I wouldent be at all surprised if the majority of these drunkards don’t work and are pissing it up on the social or dole money, this compounds the Taxpayers ire its a double whammy coz not only are these cruds drinking our money we are having to pay for the national health to fix them up as well.

Hold a god darn minute, first what are old men doing out late at night when all this anti-social behaviour is going on? In my experience of living in London this stuff goes on at around 2am. If you are out at this time you may well contribute to it, but be too drunk to know (as you get old the post drunk night out memory starts to censor the moments that will cause you maximum embarrassment) or as I think is probably the case you have just regurgitated a stereotype of our youth. And let’s face it they get a hard enough time that they could start their own grumpy blog!

Secondly I must rebuke the assumption that it is all social or dole’ ites that are in this state. Again I don’t know what establishments you go into but in London it costs on average about £3-£5 per drink. It’s actually most of the bankers drowning their sorrows for being probably the second most hated group in England (after our youth or course). Of course no one talks about men and women in their twenties groping each other in every available corner or cubicle come the end of the night - so just when you think the queue for the ladies might just be short enough to bother waiting for there is actually only one free space, and there’s either vomit or a used condom on the floor!

Working in “trendy” Hoxton as I do speaks volumes of the validity of my statement that it is not just the youth of today which are the problem. The streets in this so called “London Haven” is plastered with last night’s vomit, overflowing cigarette bins and quite often I kid you not, random shoes. Now anyone who has had the misfortune to spend any length of time in Hoxton knows that it no teenager would be caught dead there or could afford more than two £15 drinks, so that leaves me with the conclusion that the real menace on the London streets are in fact the people who are paying all the income/road/council tax so they should be allowed to do whatever they bloody well feel like!

Speaking to People at Weddings!

Monday, Aug 17th, 2009 by grumpngrind | 3 Comments
Filed under: Uncategorized, weddings | Tags: ,

Mr GrumpyWho wrote the script for wedding conversations? I want to know because they really didn’t have much imagination.

This weekend I attended the wedding of my ex flatmate and whilst genuinely I had a good time, I did feel at the end of the evening as if I had repeated myself several hundred times.

The required social niceties go like this:

Other Wedding Guest: Oh Hi, You look good/well,

Me: Hi, so do you, still playing golf/football etc..

Other Wedding Guest: well not so much, you know getting old (fake laugh), and the beer (points to drink in hand, more fake laugh)

Me: Tell me about it!

Other Guest: So, you’ll be next… (more fake laugh, with a comedy wink/nudge)

My Girlfriend : (look of daggers)

Me: Uncomfortable smile (thinking in head, not this side of 2012, do you know how much she has spent on that dress!)

Other Guest: (pointing to his wife - who looks miserable) It’s the best thing I’ve done, such a great day. And now we’ve got the kids it’s totally changed our life (boasting pride looking over to the rug rats pulling the table decoration apart - with their teeth).

Me: Yeh there great. So what are you up to know? (quick exit from the kids conversation - am totally avoiding girlfriends eyes now)

Other Guest: Well you know same old same old.

(well actually I don’t, otherwise I wouldn’t have asked - because believe it or not I can only just remember your name and didn’t pay that much attention to you when you used to doss on our sofa 5 years ago!)

Me: Cool, good for you. See any of the match today?

Other Guest: (Looks sheepishly at the misses) Well not really, we went to the park with the kids - shame to waste such nice weather.

(really - not just a peace keeping exercise so you don’t have to be the driver tonight?)

Bit of a pause………..

Me: Oh look they’ve put the cake out - I had better grab a bit before the crowds descend.

See ya later

 

Bye..

 

Time this general theme by 20 and this was what spending £500 on stag do, dress for the girlfirend, taxes, present, suit dry cleaned, drinks (cash bar - say no more) and room for the night feels like. A bit like being mugged!

Bring back the times when weddings would be about guessing who would be the first to have a row and not who will be the first guest to officially die of RSI (Repetitive Speaking Injuries)!